One thing I hate about myself is telling others and trying so hard to convince them you're happy . . . and then an hour later, I admit i'm falling apart.~~~ One thing I love about myself is that, I at least, admit what I lied about at all.
As I look around me It's so easy to see I'm letting go of what you've done My freedom has just begun Going through life as if I'm walking on glass Hoping this feeling will pass Carefully stepping, avoiding being cut I think to myself, why would I keep my thoughts shut I begin to run You have no more control I'm done The glass begins to clear You have no more control here I see brightness ahead of me And at last, I am free
Daughter 20 years old finding Out you're a father In 9 short months You'll meet your daughter But that isn't enough For you to bother She grows up Into her mothers face Wondering why another man Would want to take your place She doesn't understand Why you didn't want her She knew you lied When she was only four Life takes it's toll And destroys her mind She has a dad now But you still remain blind He didn't have to care Why is this fair She's now a grown woman Still she struggles to understand She loves her dad More than anyone can He tells her he loves her And is a true man In the back of her head You continue to haunt Why wasn't she good enough For you to want Why would another man Want to be her dad What was so bad About her for you to accept You've lost your chance now She's lost respect You're nothing to her Not even a man Because you've made it clear It's time for you to disappear