martes, 20 de diciembre de 2011


Four years old with my back to the door, all I could hear was 
the family war. Your selfish hands always expecting more, am 
I your child, or just a charity ward? You have a hollowed out 
heart but it’s heavy in your chest, I try so hard to fight it, but 
it’s hopeless. Hopeless, you’re hopeless. Oh Father, please Father,
 I’d love to leave you alone but I can’t let you go. Oh Father, 
please Father, put the bottle down for the love of a daughter. It’s 
been five years since we’d spoken last,, and you can’t take back 
what we never had. I can be manipulated only so many times, 
before even “I love you” starts to sound like a lie. 
 


You have a hollowed out heart but it’s heavy in your chest, I try 
so hard to fight it, but it’s hopeless. Hopeless, you’re hopeless. 
Oh Father, please Father, I’d love to leave you alone but I can’t 
let you go. Oh Father, please Father, put the bottle down for the 
love of a daughter. Don’t you remember I’m your baby girl? 
How could you push me out of your world? Lie to your flesh and 
your blood? Put your hands on the ones that you swore you loved? 
Don’t you remember I’m your baby girl? How could you throw 
me right out of your world? So young when the pain had begun, 
now forever afraid of being alone.


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