What is in my life?
a home with a loving dad...

I speak again, and she ignores
Again I speak, louder, again she looks a head...

When children's tears fall
a mothers needs is far more needed...

I'm rarely kind to you,
I'm always sarcastic...

With love of a thousand, unrealized.
With blood of a daughter and that of a father...

No one expects these heroes
That lonely woman showed me the steps of a mother...

Death comes knocking at my hearts door,
Knocking loudly so that I may hear...

The sun rises.
The moon sets...

Confusion and sorrow
Wrack my mind...

You say I'm strong but you've yet to see the tears...
You say I'm brave but hands tremble...