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by Wingless Angel Apr 30, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / other
When I was Six years old My father went away I wish I had been told That I wasn\'t to blame No matter what I did It was never good enough All my pain I hid So I could be tough So no one could Ever see the one And true me I hid behind A mask of lies I almost ended my life But now all I want Is to break the chains And be free. When I got older I began to believe The reason my father Had to go Was because of me No matter what I said to him It never made it right All my misery I hid So I would not loose the fight So no one would see The one and only me I hid behind a mask Of lies but now All I want is to Break the hold on me And be free.