You think this should be easier now at your adult age.
but time heals all wounds and when you've got no time to spare you're left bleeding into the air.
You sulk in waking hours occupied by stress and the inevitable daily routines.
Anxious guilt replaced your social dignity because somehow in your mind this has become your fault
and you're ashamed to admit that you're not really sure who's to blame
When really all you're guilty of is wanting your old life back.
Nothing is familiar anymore.
When I was young my own home was torn in two
but I was fortunately naive to a comforting level.
My anger lay on a soft pillow
but your thoughts rest on a sharp edge of realization and confusion.
Just remember your parents words are not always right
their mistakes are more apparent now
If I'd been more aware I'm sure I'd have lost my own mind like you're about to
but you'll deny this
and hide feelings from friends
because grown men don't cry when mom and dad are fighting.