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by Angel Jun 28, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
I hate it here at my house I hate it here at yours I hate it any were With a place that has a door I hate it when you would call me I hate it when you don’t I don’t know what I want But that is not a joke I hate when I feel numb All I want to do is cry But all I can do is ask God why I close my eyes to see your face But you never appear in that one lil place I hate it that you left me I hate it that you are gone I hate that I can’t even see you Long after you are gone I hate seeing her cry I hate seeing him drink I hate everything that has come to In our family of lil mistakes I hate it that I can’t change things I hate it when I can I hate it that everyone thinks they can change who I am I hate that I miss you Just leave my mind My heart is so broken but it will heal in time