School was shitty most of the time, but at least you didn't have to hear your parents fighting about some stupid stuff.
So the day started the same, you saw that one teacher that hates your guts.
You sat alone at lunch.
Wishing to be like the popular kid's.
As soon as you got home you knew your Dad was drunk. Your Mom's eye's blood shot from crying.
Each day is the same when your parents scream at you for no reason, you dont flinch or tear up.
Your just tired of being sad.
So you don't even bother to go inside you just go in that one special tree.
That tree is like your second home when your parents were fighting.
You loved each and every branch.
