My childhood was normal
No worries at all
Nothing would change
Right? Or wrong
Things did change
The family was slipping
The cuts were dripping
Defending was all I knew
I was saving them from myself , what else was I to do?
Grabbed some old rope
Walked through the tall grass
Getting to the destination
But was going much to fast
Found a old tree , climbed the big oak
Tied the rope, Made a few more slashes that were much to deep
My last words slurred by the sound of a choke
Silence starts , I swing myself to sleep
