It hurts when daddy doesn't want to play

And mommy is depressed all day

All i want is fun 

But at seven fun doesn't exist anymore

It's take care of this and go do that

No time to play 

Just time to pretend that everything is ok 

Mommy works and daddy smokes 

No one is home and no one cares

Keep the house in order, make sure no one knows

Stay with family, there are far worse things out there

Mommy says they'll hurt me if they take me away

Sometimes I don't believe her, i just wish for better days 

When will this come to an end? 

When can I smile again? 

I tell myself it will all be ok

As I silently wish for a better day.