Unwritten 13
But im just a kid
You’re much older and wiser than me
You might assume me don’t know nothing about
I used to standing in the back door when my parents scream at each other
When they’re opened up the door,
I asked them ‘what’s happen?’
But they just glared their eyes, with the anger eyes
They said nothing.
My dad took my brother that’s sleeping
My mom wakes my little sister and carry her
And they just left me, alone, in the mad house
I knew im not anyone’s favorite
Maybe they were mad at me because im asking
Or maybe just because I was a kid
Who didn’t know anything
Just like you
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