BROKEN HOME

I KNOW LIFE ISN'T EASY ON YOU OR ON ME.
THIS WORLD IS MADE UP OF PAIN THAT WILL
NEVER LET US BE.
WE WALK THROUGH LIFE WITH PICTURES OF OUR BABIES
AND OUR PAST.
AS OUR BABIES GROW UP WAY TO FAST.
WE LIVED OUR LIVES BACK THEN THE BEST THAT WE KNEW HOW.
TRIED TO TEACH OUR KIDS RIGHT FROM WRONG.
FOR WHEN THEY GROW UP AND MOVE FROM HOME.
THEY FOUND THEIR WAY THE BEST THEY KNOW HOW.
STARTING FAMILIES AND LIVES OF THEIR OWN.
LIVING LIFE THE BEST WAY THEY KNOW HOW.
THROUGH PICTURE BOOKS OF A BROKEN HOME.
THEY SAID THEY WOULD NEVER LIVE THAT WAY.
IN THE END THEY DO, BECAUSE OF BROKEN LESSONS
THEY LEARNED, FROM BOTH ME AND YOU.
THE LIFE WE LEAD WASN'T PERFECT,
WE COULDN'T GET ALONG, TO KEEP A HAPPY HOME TOGETHER,
SO OUR KID'S COULD GROW UP STRONG.
NOW OUR KID'S HAVE THEIR OWN LIVE'S ,THEY ARE MOVING ON.
WATCHING AS THEY GO THROUGH ALL THAT WE DID.
BECAUSE OF A BROKEN HOME WHEN THEY WERE KIDS.
WE NOW SIT AND WONDER......
WHY WE COULDN'T GET IT RIGHT, SO OUR KIDS COULD GROW
TO LEAD A HAPPY LIFE.
THEY SHAPE THEIR LIVE'S AROUND WHAT THEY SEEN WHEN THEY
WERE YOUNG.
NOW UNHAPPINESS AND SORROR IS FILLING UP THEIR DAYS.
THEY LIVE IN WHAT THEY KNOW,
THEIR OLD FAMILY WAYS.....
A BROKEN FAMILY FIGHTING EVERY NIGHT THROUGH THE DAY.
IT'S NOT RIGHT WHAT WE HAVE DONE, RAISING OUR KID'S THIS WAY.
ALL THEY KNOW IS WHAT THEY'VE SEEN IN THEIR YOUNGER LIFE.
THE ANGER THAT WE ONCE HELD, IS NOW TEARING UP THEIR LIVES.
A LESSON IS NOW LEARNED, OH BUT IT'S NOW TO LATE.
THEY LIVE A MIRRORED LIFE OF ALL WE CREATE.
ANGER AND FIGHTING EACH NIGHT AND DAY.
THIS SHOULDN'T BE THE LIFE THEY LEAD.
THIS SHOULDN'T BE THEIR FATE....
THEY SHOULDN'T HAVE TO SUFFER FROM THE PAIN
THAT WE CREATE.
ONLY HAPPINESS AND SMILES SHOULD BE FILLING UP
THEIR PLATE.
ALL THOUGH WE HAVE SAT DOWN, TALKED ABOUT ALL THIS.
IT'S IN THEIR NATURE TO LIVE THIS WAY.
WHY?
BECAUSE THEY ARE OUR KID'S.
LOOKING BACK ON THE PAST, KNOWING IT'S TO LATE TO FIX.
THE BROKEN HOME THAT MADE OUR KID'S THIS WAY.
I PRAY THAT THE DAY WILL COME, THEY SEE A DIFFERENT LIGHT.
LIFE IS TO SHORT TO BE ANGRY AND TO FIGHT.
I PRAY THAT THE TABLES WILL TURN.
THEY REALIZE IT'S NOT RIGHT, TO LIVE THE LIFE THAT WE
DID EVERY DAY AND EVERY NIGHT.
I END THIS POEM WITH ONE MORE THING I NEED TO SAY!!!!!!
I'M SORRY KID'S FOR ALL I'VE DONE,
I COULD HAVE TRIED TO GET IT RIGHT.
INSTEAD OF A BROKEN HOME DUE TO ALL THE FIGHTS.
I HAVE A LITTLE PIECE OF ADVICE.....
DON'T LIVE UNHAPPY LIKE DADDY AND I DID.
I KNOW IT HURT YOU WHEN YOU WERE YOUNG KID'S.
IF I COULD CHANGE IT, PLEASE KNOW THAT I WOULD.
BUT...THE PAST CAN'T BE CHANGED, BUT LEARNED FROM IT COULD
LIVE HAPPY, LIVE TRUE, ALWAYS BE YOURSELF.
DON'T LET ANYONE KEEPS YOU LOCKED FROM YOUR DREAMS.
DON'T LIVE LIKE WE DID EVEN IF NORMAL IT SEEMS.
I LOVE YOU ALL WITH ALL MY HEART, FOR ALL THE DAYS TO COME.
I'M SORRY FOR THE BROKEN HOME,
MY DAUGHTER'S AND MY SON'S






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