I look at who I am today, 15 with no where to stay
I here the doors slam shut
daddys calling mommy mean tells her to shut up

I cry and pray that one day I will get away
I barry my head in the pillow and weep, weep to sleep
I carry the burden of this family name...

My brother is asleep he doesn't here me weep
He is three he does not see that mommy will leave
Walking away to the beat of daddy's screams

Why can't they see me
Why am I unseen
Why do I hold the burden

Mommy is gone and I fall to sleep
Daddy says she just couldn't keep up with there love
I don't believe it I understand what all this means

I am alone and my brother is asleep.
This is why I write
To keep the me asleep at night
~Pennyanne Strickland