It's Over.......

Looking at those pictures and thinking of those days,
When ever I was scared,
You would always say,
I am always here with you.

Thinking about those days it always makes me cry,
It always make me weak...
It always makes me sick.....

This is how it is....

....You've created what I am....
....You don't even know who I am...
...You don't know you're own daughter,
And you never will..
You never will....
It's all too late..

You kissed my cheek and you sang me a song,
I was happy knowing there was a place I belonged.
You held my hand and you promised you'd never let it go,
......What you meant to me...you'll never know,
Yes you'll never know...

It's been a while,
It's been my whole life,
It's taken everything I've believed in,
To get over us,
It's been a long road,
It's been a hard one,
It's taken a while to not give in.

Get away,
You broke my heart to many times,
Get away,
I wish I never knew you,
Get away,
You're presence disgusts me,
Get away,
.....You have no right to know me......

Remember how you use to take me out on my bike?
Remember how you taught me to fly a kite?
Remember, just remember,
All the fun we use to have,
All the times we laughed and shared,
Wasn't it good to say you were a dad?
Wasn't it good that I was your child?
All those happy days,
Are now gone ...
Now and forever....

And guess what
..........IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT.......

I'm sorry that I am not little anymore,
I am sorry that I can see and point out the wrong and the right,
I've grown up,
And with out you in my life....
It's going to be hard.....
It has been hard...
It will always be hard....

But this is the path you have laid out before me,
And this is the path which I've chosen to disobey,
It's not me,
It's you.

I'm SICK of feeling so many things,
I'M SO SICK OF FEELING SO VULNERABLE AND SO USED,
I AM SICK AND TIRED OF YOU.

If you want to be an alcoholic,
If you want to lie and say that you were the one that caused my pain,
If you don't want to say that you SUCK,
Then that's you're problem,
Leave me astray......

Kind of sad to let go of your child's hand,
Kind of sad to show her what a fool you are,
IT IS SAD that you're so stupid about it.....

It's over..
It's just over....
It's too late...
There's no way...
There's no more chances,
You're a fool...

Looking at those pictures and thinking of those days,
When ever I was scared,
You would always say,
I am always here with you.

Thinking about those days it always makes me cry,
It always make me weak...
It always makes me sick.....

This is how it is....

....You've created what I am....
....You don't even know who I am...
...You don't know you're own daughter,
And you never will..
You never will....
It's all too late..

...... It's over .......