They had their many arguments -- i'd often watched them fight
i heard them yelling back and forth and yet i knew not why
i just lay low and tried remaining hidden from their sight
Maybe, like a storm, it'd die and soon just pass us by
He was huge and sinister, a monster in the dark
He roared when he was angry and he filled me full with fear
She was just the opposite, a kind and gentle heart
i felt a special comfort when i knew that she was near
Soon a choice of life or death came, stared me in the eye
To go with him or her, their parting ways left me to choose
i go with her, he'll hate me but with him, my soul will die
Either way i go, i'm bound, determined i will lose

i'd made my choice, and years to pass, i'd hardened in my shell
Decided he's the bad guy; nonetheless i kept in touch
i loved them both as parents, but when one had tales to tell
i wouldn't listen; my past hurt exceedingly too much
But his side of the story had begun to gain much more weight
It stressed the wall between us and it soon began to crack
He started leaking through; the dam no longer held the lake
The stories mixed inside my mind and poisoned where it sat
A liquid of confusion brewed, fermenting in my mind
His words and hers mixed in my mind like water mixed with oil
Every drop of water was an answer yet to find
But, though cracked, the wall stood strong; belief was not my will

The dam collapsed, and suddenly a new light spilled inside
The full ingredients for revelation were then there
A chemical reaction made my questions satisfied
But revelation was a stench, unpleasant in the air
It caused the same disturbance as a stone thrown into water
Mom and Dad had flown apart 180 out of phase
My respect for Mother stayed reversed from that of Father
But my esteem for him shot up as riding the shock wave
But i had still remembered what i heard and what i saw
So my respect toward them continued rippling back and forth
i started realizing there are no good guys after all
And soon as possible i fled the shock wave ripple source

Eventually, the shock had settled and again i saw
Neither as the greater; for they both had done the wrong
i do not dare look down on them; they both gave me their all
Though in a way this makes my life a sad and lonely song
i long to live the good days, but they were at such a price
To live again, then, knowing what i know would make me ill
Volcanoes i'd not seen inside my world of paradise
Would turn it to inferno, in a real live burning hell
It's difficult discussing this not moist around the eye
And that is why i dare not show this poem to my mom
i just cannot bare to hear her blame herself and cry
Furthermore her joy has not returned since it's been gone