You are supposedly a special
Dad who has no time to spare
For tis gurl who desperately
Needs your love as much as any daughter
Business,fame and pride
Were your useless and banal qualities
What matters to me now is a little love and time
To amend this fragile heart of mine
I know I'm praying hopelessly
I went to an extreme,bruising my hand
With a sharp razor blade and here you land
In the hospital to pay the fee and leave me
*THAT IS SO SICK OF YOU DAD*
Here,I regret all my life which
Begun in abandonment and
Finally the word *PITY* comes in
IIt is a terrible trauma
Now my decision I m afraid no more
I let go of my fear and
Learn to be self-reliant without anyone's help with tears as my witness...
-TaDa-