two sisters, home alone
mom working
as a teacher
dad is a ghost, not around
mom working
the fighting, the tears
dad is a ghost, not around
locking herself in our mom's room
the fighting, the tears
no way to call mom
locking herself in our mom's room
i am helpless, powerless
no way to call mom
both girls, hurling rocks
i am helpless, powerless
this kind of love seems normal
both girls, hurling rocks
what if our dad could have called us?
this kind of love seems normal
why were we so at odds?
what if our dad could have called us?
the pain we took out on each other
why were we so at odds?
dad is a ghost, not around
Lauren K