this is what a rough childhood feels like

It's ten o'clock and the whisper's starting
To realise what it always has been
All of the times where we'd sit in silence
The only reason that you'd stop fighting
For silly things like how the glass condenses
Onto the table, we'd never forget this
Was it our fault to think we should've built fences
Around the wooden doors that would just make it

Harder for me just to blink
This anger, we're surrounded
In holes deep, not surfaces
Don't wanna end up like this

Where do I go when this place I call my home, feels like the opposite?
I could've sworn I saw you pushed her down our stair
Had to leave this gaze prepared, leave my bedroom, clothes, and photos
Worst is you were unaware
That she was hurting, of all her things you had to break her
Like trees who started screaming out with names as thunder
Why did you have to take that ring, were you just under?
Just give it back, and take our lives, let this be over

Harder for me just to blink
This anger, we're surrounded
In holes deep, not surfaces
Don't wanna end up like this