I know i haven't always been the perfect child.
Around 14 or so, i went a little wild...
Some times i feel like my parent don't care,
or that they don't even know I'm there...
How do you come off thinking
That everything's okay...
This has been
The third time...
He's there to steal the moments where i should...
When ever i have something he always claims...
Your there but your not.
I hold onto what memories that I've got...
This is me,
cant you see...
I really love my sister but she keeps on losing...
she has lost Faith lost love it has happed over...
Someday when you're old enough,
You'll understand this grown-up stuff...
I long for my mother's bread
My mother's coffee...
Sweet dreams when they may take you,
I've sent an angel to watch above...
Sittin in my dad's house
and looking through this photo book...