Broken Hearts, Paper thin walls

about my mother, very emotional.

Your loud voice emanates through the paper thin walls of this broken house
you pry and you try grabbing me by my life- which you gave me
Leading me down a rocky path, paved with your destructive relationships
shaping me, breaking me, teaching me to fake a smile, a laugh
Nothing more then mere puppets in your selfish life
Your constant negativity is leading you down an unhappy path
Nothing you can do will make it better
No matter how hard you slam that door, you'll never shatter as many hearts, as how hard you've had yours broken.