Hazel Park Mi U.S.A.
Every night we sit and fight
I wonder when it will end,
To say I still want to be touched by you,
I only can pretend.
The harsh words you say to me
fill me up with rage,
I sit here and wonder everyday,
when I'll leave this cage.
You go to work everyday
that's when I get relief,
I stay home with the baby,
to get a break from all the grief.
The only thing we have in common
is the child we share,
To take him from his home and father,
I don't think I'd dare.
But is it right to stay and fight
and put him through this strife,
Knowing it is possible to scar him emotionally,
for the rest of his life?
It isn't fare, it's not his fault,
why should he have to suffer,
Can we come to an agreement,
let me make you an offer.
No more drugs, no more booze,
can you agree to this,
No more lies, no more betrayel,
that's the end of my list.
These few problems
I feel can be solved,
And if it can not
we won't be involved.
Will it be the drugs you choose,
or will it be the booze,
I hope not for your son's sake,
because the both of us, you will surely lose.
[This message has been edited by Crystal (edited 07-31-99).]