I can’t relax, can’t just enjoy,
Every moment twisted, filled with noise.
Family around, but I feel alone,
Anger in the air, hate is sown.

Every word could start a fight,
Every look could spark the night.

I keep my guard up, all the time,
Waiting for the strike, the first sign.
I keep my guard up, can’t let it fall,
In this house, I’m ready for it all.

Even when I try, when I do right,
It’s never enough, it sparks a fight.
Praise turns to blame, smiles to scorn,
Another battle waiting to be born.

Every move could start a flame,
Every step could bring the shame.

I keep my guard up, all the time,
Waiting for the strike, the first sign.
I keep my guard up, can’t let it fall,
In this house, I’m ready for it all.

I dream of peace, a quiet day,
But it slips away, fades to gray.
So I wear my armor, face each word,
Silent soldier, never heard.

I keep my guard up, all the time,
Waiting for the strike, the first sign.
I keep my guard up, can’t let it fall,
In this house, I’m ready for it all.