Their yelling is a dagger,
Puncturing me,
The stinging hurts,
I don't know wether to scream or cry,
So I drown their noises in my music,
I'vee started their yelling,
It's all my fault,
But they don't understand,
No one does,
The yelling is dying down,
No matter how warm it is I still feel cold,
Then I just try to forget it all,
Untill next time.