Blood

by Lucy D1am0nd   Jun 5, 2005


My pain is all in the past,
I want to stab my father in the neck with glass.
His blood comes out, it is not pure
His blood is mine and thats what I hate him for.

He beats my mum so I beat myself,
Brad's so young. he doesn't understand.
He barley knew Jason but neither did I.
My dad hated him so I guess that's why.

I guess Jason was lucky he went when he did.
The world's gone to hell since the day he died.
It's all my dad's fault and my mum knows it,
She misses him more than anyone.
He was her son.

My dad's ruined my life,
Maybe I should end it,
But if I did, my mum would be next,
I just know it.

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