Lying here and questioning what could have been,
lying here and trying to forget all the things I've seen.
Having flashes of my ill mother,
crying when facing my drunk father
and hating the woman who is soon to be my step mother.
watching a family be destroyed more and more in an
on going crisis that just never ends,
some days wishing I was rather dead,
I love you but you just are never there.
i miss the days where we could talk,
I miss the days when I was still your little girl...
I wait for things to get better but they just never do,
nothing ever makes me feel better...
why did you have to go,
why did you have to leave....
Did you ever think of how hard this would be,
my family has fallen apart
though most of them were dead from the start,
the ones that are still around
abandoned me and said I was nothing.
This is the story of my fading life,
This is the story of the broken family that ended my life...
