When I Was Growing Up

When I was growing up, The things that I went through, None pleasant for me, And wouldn't be for you. Believe in what I say, Cause every bit is true. When I was growing up, I didn't have a clue. My parents always yelling, Moms face was black and blue. Pushing, pulling back and forth, I don't know what to do. Dad turns around and tells me, It’s all because of you. When I was growing up, I always smelled of pine. Cleaning up forever The dust, the dirt and grime. Getting up for school Way before it's time. If there was a problem, I'd pretend that I was fine, I remember, if I didn't, The spankings would be mine. There was no talking ever, I felt just like a mime. The punishments I got, They never fit the crime. I even got in trouble, For writing this here rhyme.