I got home today
Went to get the mail...

It feels like im a million states away from u
Im on vacation...

I always though everything was ok
He was just my daddy...

Late nights
Angry fights...

I look fine
I act like im ok...

I though i was ok
I tryed my best...

I have no one to talk to
I ask god to help me find the answers...

As i sit here tonight
A million memories in my head...

I feel alone
I feel hurt...

Im all mixed up
Seprated into a hundred different parts...

It was my birthday
I went to get the mail...

Living a life you cant beat
Tones of turns and dead ends...