just one more fight this night
i've shut myself in my room.
my cheecks are red
as the tears form a puddle by my bed
i do not see how i can be in his house,
they seem to know nothing about me
i do not see how someone could stay at such a place.
who died and made you king, your not the boss of me
i will see you never, i am off
to leave you in the rotten place.
i hope you live life plentyfull
knowing what you did to me
Shannon Snyder
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-want-to-leave-3/
