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i wrote this when i didnt know how i was going to cope with my dad being gone |
| Everyone lives a life But do they really live live it? life is like a game Full of hurt,regret and blame One of these days im just gonna break i dont know how much more i can take When my dad died i cried and cried it tore me to pieces if i would never of been born he would still be here and our famly would not be torn i know its my fault he is not here because of me people cry because he is not near our last night together was a father daughter moment ill remember forever was going to moms for xmas eve He didnt want me to leave now hes gone and its so hard to believe he really wanted me there took till that night to realize how much he cared just wish i could see his face any day..and place |