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Trying to make the best of a bad situation

Never thought I would get this invitation

To parents fighting each and every right

I cry and hold onto my pillow tight.



Every word echo's through my empty mind

So much yelling.  This is so unkind.

I need something to help me through it all

Someone to be there for me when I call.



Who am I kidding?  I am all alone

The world as I knew it is completely gone

Dad and mom aren't happy together

I guess no 'love' is forever.



If I lose either one of them, what do I do

Maybe I'll get a new home, I need something new.

I turn to see the tears falling just as mine did

I can't believe we're going through this shit.



All the lies, the thoughts wacked, and the pain

Someone said 'love' was something to gain.

Why must we go on is so much misery

Is this because of me?



Is it my fault my parents have come to this?

Is it my fault they never hug or kiss?

Is it my fault they feel this way now?

Is it my fault, someway, somehow?