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When we argue
I drag myself up the stairs
 Trying to fight back tears
 Tears that built up from the hurt and anger over the years
 I hurry to my room and slam the door behind me
 You really got to me this mom, as you can see
 I'm  hurting inside
 But i guess you put my hurt aside
 At times It may seem to care 
 At other times your not even there
 Inside my room i can express my feelings
 And everything i do has a meaning
 I turn my music up to full blast
 And then finally Peace iam at last
 Until u come in and rip my heart apart
 By telling me to turn the music off and go to bed
 An argument you are trying to start
 No attention from me is paid to you
 You come over to me and yell mean words and I just sit there as if you are nothing but this is what you do
 Turn the music down!!! at my ears your voice pound 
 I ignore you and i turn around 
 You pull me off the bed and raise your hand to hit me
 my eyes clinched before i was even touched 
 this has happened plenty of times as you can see
 But this time nothing happened you put down your hand and walked away
 scared to even move, so on the floor i shall stay
 The next morning i wake up 
 To you staring in my face
 I am looking at you as if you are out of place
 I slide myself up but i begin to slouch down
 You smile at me and to you i frown
 You say you were sorry and that you had a rough day
 But every time this happen that's your favorite thing to say
 You say you still love and wait for me to say i love you to
 But i do not respond because i do not know if that true

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