if my stupid poem could fix this home i'd write it everyday

i can't blame you for wanting to be happy
and since then you gave up everything
just for me
but i wish you could see
this house is broken
our home destroyed by sin
we still have to live in the consequences
that leave us unable to sleep at night
shouldn't i appreciate it?
but i'm selfish and wrong
i knew this all along
i'm just a kid
and what you did
won't let me go
i'm sinking so far below
more than i ever have
out of life's grasp.