My Mom's Exhausted

I would steal their mom's fancy catalogs and cut out pictures of stuff. And as I was doing it, I knew it was sad. It was like a sad thing to do. But I kept collecting them and tying them up with ribbons and hiding them in my room. My parents who had been separated on and off the whole time that they were married,. They were giving it one last try. The house was too big when all four of us were living there.