What many people don't know

My home is gone,
Every happy spirit got away,
What is here is done,
I'm not here to stay.

My home turned in a blue river,
Made of tears,
All I could do is stand here and shiver,
It's a reflection of all my fears.

My home is dead,
And everybody's worst nightmare came true,
It would never happen i said,
All we still do is argue.

My mom is sick in her head,
She doesn't think about anyone anymore,
She just gone mad,
And i'm just standing there, torn.

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