If I said I love you it wouldn't be enough,
if I bought you a thousand roses it would be too...
My father left me when i was 3 months old
he got to see me everyday until i was about 4 1/2...
I stare into the broken mirror infront of me
shattered reflection, broken memories...
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When you think of a thing and hold it there...
Cold Sweet on my face
Is how I woke again...
The blood poured from my wrists,
the razor dropped as i trembled with fear...
The ground folds,
I sit alone...
Lurking in the shadows
In the settling dusk...
Being asleep and waking up from a dream laying on...
I'm sitting thinking, what is life for
so insignificant in all this beauty...
A tree in the sunrise, standing tall,
Unnoticed by many, unseen by all...
Dad,
no matter how much pain you've cause...