supposed to be
We’re supposed to be…
A happy family
With happy faces
And a happy home
This is supposed to be
My home
The place I’d feel save
It’s all a lie
I hear voices screaming
I hear you closing the door
Walking away from home
I see you… disappear
I walk to the window
You go away in your car…
I still hear voices scream
‘Why did you do that?’
Pieces of a broken family
Pieces of a broken home
Pieces of a broken happy life
Memories of yesterday
Photos of a happy family
I see us smiling on that picture
I see happy faces….
But it seems so long ago…
hope, vrouw, 38 jaar
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