aching heart

i can hear them yelling i can hear stuff
breaking i have to stay in my room
if i go to the door my father yells
at me and my mother screams at him
so i hide in my room with tears in
my eyes and sorrow in my aching heart  
i hear my dad crying he's going
to shot himself and my mom
sobbing and asking why?
my sister coming through the door
we hate each other but i know
she will take me to her house
where i can wright where i can
call them fucking assholes
and cry away my pain and sorrow
she is a bitch to me but she
knows how it feels to be where
i'm today.