My father pooped his pants, it smelled like farts, My mother makes excuses, but it's tearing us apart, My sisters drive me crazy, with their constant bickering, I just want some peace and quiet, a moment to breathe. The smell lingers in the house, a constant reminder, I try to block it out, but it's hard to ignore, My mother tries to clean up, but the stench remains, I wish I could escape, from this family of pains.