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by Emily Mar 26, 2007 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
When you first left us, Every Thursday you would call, Now I wouldn't know if you were ill, Cause I don't hear from you at all, Every Friday night we would, Go out for tea then go to a playground, Till fun with the next door neighbors, Son you had found, Every weekend turned into a fortnight, It seemed like spending time with you alone, Became a constant fight, Every second weekend turned into, Only a few days a year, Cause going to see you is what I mostly, Feared, You picked and judged me, I felt not wanted in my own fathers home, It felt like I was on someone Else's ground, And I was in a war zone, You made me sad spending time with you, Was not fun, Its your fault you don't see me today, You made me not want to come!!