It starts with a small argument over a trivial matter,
Like taking a can of softdrink out the fridge when there's 10 more cans available for drinking in there scattered,
And quickly it flares up to roaring screaming voices across the house,
And then comes a form of physical abuse which makes me quiet as a mouse,
Abuse that's of a child assaulting his father with a punch to the stomach and a fistfuls of hair,
My hearts already racing do I show my face? Do I even dare?
The noise escalates and now its screaming in between these walls that I'm sure the neighbourhood can hear them,
I'm ready to leave right...