Memories

Inside fo me are memories of my past
they just seem to last

the memories of what i have done
and whats been done to me

memories of my dads face
i see in everyplace

i see his body standing strong and tall
making me so helpless and small

seeing his rough hands
never seeming to understnad

why it had to be me
why i am the one who has these memories to see

sometimes i feel like letting go
and so

they would be no future no past
and these memories would not last

rembering the darkness of my past
and memories i wish i didn't have