The shouts and the yelling
Makes me want to cry.
It makes me want to grow some wings
and teach myself how to fly.

I want to escape all this madness
it’s just another storm.
Someday I know it'll pass,
But someday just seems too long.

My mother’s cries and my father’s hits
Are driving me insane.
If I were to run from this,
Could I really hold the blame?

Escape is impossible,
it’s just another dream.
Another hope escaping
Through another rip in the seams.

And to calm my aching worries
To stop my long and painful cries.
I tell myself it's just another storm,
just one more that'll pass on by.