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by karina May 3, 2005 category : Friendship, family / family
I live my days, and i want to leave. I leave and come back, to the same front door. Under this roof i have to live under the list of rules. I can never be myself, not even in my room. I go to school, I play softball, I go to friends houses I go to parties, So i can get anyway from this night mare. Under this roof i have no life, i can't for fill my dreams Inside my body, I'm weak as bone. Inside there is blood, and soon enough there will not be any left. Under this roof I have no say in anything. This world around me, i can't fix it anymore. I live my days, I want to leave without saying goodbye. Go somewhere that no one knows me And where my father can't find me. Under this roof, is my living night mare. The family under the roof, is my living night mare.