From the Outside Looking
From the Outside Looking In {my family}
We were a happy family
{We} went to church
We spent time with other people
{We} went places together
But what you don’t see
Is the mother that can’t get out of bed
Or the stepfather that won’t help feed the kids
And the nine-year-old raising her younger brothers.
All that is seen is what they want you to see
Happy, healthy children
Children that spend time with other kids
And parents that provide the best they can
Truly my parents did try the best they could
But sometimes that’s not enough
Sometimes the best is not good or bad just an effort
On the days that everyone was happy
Everything was fine
But those days when the yelling was too hard to bear
Or the throwing of things was upsetting to hear
Those are the days that stick with children
Having a stepfather that could care less
Or can’t stand to look at you because you’re not his
Or maybe because of jealousy of the bond a mother has with her kids
That is hard
And then there are the days
When your mother can’t get out of bed
Because she has massive depression
Not that you understand because yet again you are nine
Those days are the days that are the hardest
Because you’re alone in the house
And in charge of the kids
Who are five and one
Don’t get me wrong I love those kids
And I would do anything for them still
But there is so much one child can do
And some things are just too much responsibility
And even though no one knew what was going on
Or maybe no one was observant enough to see
Either way, I choose to believe that it all happened for a reason
And I would still choose to help even though it took away my childhood
At least they got to keep theirs
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