I hate the way you treat me,
You treat me like some little kid...
Back to writing,
and making my self feel...
I'm sorry...
For what I did...
I can't believe you.
You lied to me...
The nights got shorter
my tears still come out...
Dad why did you do it?
what were you thinking...
I hate my self for trying.
All your doing is killing me and I am dying...
Your gone
I am standing all alone...
She makes me feel complete.
with out her my life is incomplete...
I miss you,
I need you...
Each day
I wonder...
Tears falling down my eyes.
as another one hits my face...