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by Julia Feb 22, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
How could I explain? How could I express? Would you understand? My broken soul, my tragic state... I was already lost, Lost inside my head, My past was only pain, From which I tried to fled, I cried to myself, For I knew what you would do, How you would react, When you knew; You would tear off my wings, You would lock me away, In a room with no windows, Only dead white walls, Where I'd have to stay... You would let me slowly rot, As they would tie me up, Call me insane, Then turn the lock. You would ignore my pleads, My desperate cries, My silenced screams... And in the end, You would still believe, That I was truly your's, Your lovable daughter, Who'd forget the old me... But why daddy why, Why could you not see? You were the one, The death of me...