piglm

bottle it up,... 'n no one will ever know.

"I'm stuck in between my parents.
I wish i had someone to talk to,
Someone to confide in...

Broken home.
All alone.

I know my mother loves me
But does my father even care?
I Hope You Regret What You Did.
I think I know the truth
Your father did the same to you

I'm Crying Day 'n Night Now
What Is Wrong With Me?
I cannot fight now..
Push it back inside
It feels bad to be alone

Crying by yourself, living in a broken home
Pain bottled up about to blow like a Gun

'N you can't take it back 'cos It's Already Done

Broken home."

-Papa Roach