Glass Houses

Living in the isolation of Child abuse, we often feel so alone. While we look like a perfect family from the outside the walls can so easily crumble.

For those who live in glass houses 

They know this story oh to well

These wonders appear with beauty

But there no beautiful place to dwell

On the good days the light shines through almost if sublime

But the glass creates a vulnerability in the darkest corners of our mind 

Behind we look always covering up our tracks covering our backs 

Wipe away tears that splatter like paint on the glass floor

What for, its only water but it leaves a stain and it causes more pain that anyone could ever endure

You can try to get away but it's not just you who pays the cost

Its the others who suffer who will suffer more if you are lost

So you bear in mind that your stronger than this, that someday YOU WILL find bliss

Cover your eyes and get real mad think bad thoughts that you know are bad

Cover your eyes and count to ten 

And hope everything will be better again

Cover your ears till the fights subside

In this glass house there's no place to hide

Tried to reason instead you cried 

screaming, I HOPE YOU F*****G DIE

Now it's lie after lie after lie when promises mean everything 

But clearly honesty Doesnt really mean anything

Cause you smile at me with tears in your eyes

And tell me honey were gonna get through this were gonna get bye 

But I barely do.

pretend to be merry at school and I pray

the other kids fail to notice I'm definitely not ok

I Laugh a lot so my friends don't know

When the bell rings I don't want to go

Back to the glass house where my fears come alive, but I'm barely living

Cause living in fear is no where near living, I'm dying inside 

Your a shell of the person you once were.

who you really are. 

is there a cure?

A way out? I watch time lapse.

but nothing changes, death perhaps?