
I walked around my
good intentions
and found that there were none
I blame my
father for the wasted years
we hardly talked
I never thought
I would forget this hate
then a phone call made me realize
I'm
wrong
If I don't make it known that
I've loved
you all along
just like the sunny days that
we ignore because
we're all dumb & jaded
and I hope to God I
figure out
what's wrong
I walked around my room
not thinking
just sinking in this box
I blame myself for being
too much
like somebody else
I never thought I would just
bend this way