Song I wrote.

Broken Home by Saint Richie

17 years I have grown

inside this broken home.

The lies my parents told

the pain as I grow old

the friends I never knew

My life is just off cue

I sit in bed – I won’t fall asleep tonight

I lay around and stare

thinking how little I care

I’m left here all alone

inside this broken home

The tears dry on my eyes

There’re no more reasons left to cry

They say they understand

the problems I had to stand

So why don’t their words fix the pain

from the problems that fill my heart with shame?

So I sit in bed – I will have another restless night

I lay around and stare

thinking how little I care

I’m left here all alone

inside this broken home

I lay around and stare

thinking how little I care

Cause I’m left here all alone 

inside this broken home

Please, is someone there?

Can you mend a heart that teared?

I need you here tonight

to show me what is right

Cause I’m here all alone

Inside this broken home

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