My daughter knew a murderer.
I had never seen him, otherwise...
Down the hall, another day
Holding back on the things she wants to say...
Who would save my homeland
that'd become an exposed prey...
It seems like every time I build myself back up,
you manage to knock me down...
How can a womb full of life
Bring forth such blackness...
I felt empty today..
More than most days...
I don't know how
I don't know why...
I would love some xanax
Or some alcohol...
You don't know where I belong.
That's fine...
She's yelled at again
So she tries to defend...
Sometimes when life is writing you a page
The best thing to do with it is let it go...
I wander through this maze
Alone and bitter at the world...