You don't listen because I won't be right.
We don't have a conversation, we always fight.
My words aren't heard and it makes me feel small.
I just wish I would have a chance that's all.
I want to know what goes through your mind.
Do you see my fear or are you blind.
I always looked up to you.
I thought we would always be close, I don't know what to do.
I feel insignificant and you don't see my pain.
And when you mess up some how I'm to blame.
It's hard to be around you these days
I guess this isn't just a phase.
Why can't you just listen to my words.
For me to have a turn isn't that obsurd.
If we both don't try it will go down hill from here.
And we will fade farther every year.
I try to be tough so you won't see.
The little girl crying inside of me.
One minute your nice and mean the next.
You always have to be so complex.
I feel like I just let you down.
But things can always turn around.
Just don't let this be the end.
Your my father, and my friend.
We've had good times and we still can too.
If you will listen to me I will listen to you.
I don't want to have regrets when you are one day gone.
And I know if we both work we can get along.
Until then I will dream of the day people will see.
An unbreakable bond, my daddy and me.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
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