Dear father,
What would you think of me if I chose to leave...

This facade is becoming all I am inside
Dissolving the real face it's just supposed to...

The time keeps ticking by
As your fake walls fall down...

Did I make the right choices?
Am I seeing what I'm supposed to see...

I've never felt your touch on my skin
Or had your soft lips on mine...

In my heart and my mind these thoughts stab at me
Bleeding out my soul until I'm drowing in the pain...

Wasting away this life I was given
Each breathe is one I wish I never had...

I had dreams of a day when I would feel okay
I had hopes that after a while, this pain would go...

I close my eyes to push this away
But stronger hands pull it back quickly...

With age comes the reality
that life is just another perception...

My mind so restless with these questions
Weary from the energy you drain from me...

I can't escape the weight on my shoulders.
This baggage constantly dragging me down...