Because of you-dad.

I died the day,
You said goodbye,
My heart was shattered,
my eyes,they cried.

I was so young,
You only thought of yourself,
In your car you drove,
I was told, to the south.

I missed you dearly,
I thought youd come back,
Im still to be fixed,
My own happiness, I lack.

In now sixteen years old,
Seventeen next week,
I wonder what youre doing,
It hurts, as I think.

How could anyone,
Forget what they had?
You left us behind,
You were, our dad.

You could be anywhere now,
you could even be dead?
But I dont know,
Endless tears, I have shed.

Ive self harmed over this,
And overdosed three times,
Ran out the door screaming,
Even committed, some crimes.

It makes me ashamed,
When I look at my arms,
I have bracelets in boxes,
But it dont ring, no alarms.

Now I cant even speak,
Or mention your name,
Mum starts to get angry,
And its me that she blames.

She said im your spitting image,
And cant bear to look at me,
Youve messed up my life,
This cant you see?

So I hope your happy dad,
While im sat here bleeding dry,
Hate that im alive,
Wish I would die.