There are times when i ponder


Then again i start to wonder


if i didn’t tell


would my life be hell


would it get better


I think about you all the time


I wonder if that is a crime


do you miss me


because i know i miss you


it hurt to see your pictures


it really makes me hate myself


t time i just want to die


Why can’t you just tell the truth


Tell them you hurt me


I have shown proof


so if you read this you still are my dad


It might make you mad


you went and replaced us you told us


Basically Goodbye


so do you hate me do you tell


so i can stop feeling like I’m going to hell...