Sometimes I blame my mother cuz she was never there.
Maybe if she hadn't left I wouldn't have really cared.
I get so sad and lonely I break down and cry.
Sometimes it gets to a point where I want to die.
My father always tells me all the things I should do.
He tells me if I try my dreams will come true.
I try to make sense of it all give a reasoning to pain.
But somehow I can't ignore it and everything remains the same.
But because of what you put me through, I'm stronger than yesterday.
Because of what you'd say you'd do , I've tried to find my way.
Because of all the things you said,
I learned to give love time.
Because of all the tears I've shed, next time I won't be blind.
