I’m sick and tired of hearing myself cry

I’m sick and tired of hearing my mom sigh

I’m sick and tired of hearing my dad yell

Boy, oh boy, I wish this house would sell.



So one day we could all let go of that feeling

That we all seem to be casting out and reeling

Those feelings of anger, sadness, fear, and regret

Those feelings we all wish we could forget.



I hope that one day we will be content

With who we were, who we will be, and our own sentiments

On life, love, or anything else we think or say

I hope that we all have a brighter day.