Always understood dad...
okay, so is there something called a "teenage life crisis?" I'm having one. I'm breaking and I just glue the pieces together when I go out. School is getting to me. My spiritual life is just a mess.
I'm going crazy!
And God is there I know. God is watching my every move. I pray to him all the time, but still not as much as I want to. I'm just not motivated.
I've been searching for someone or something ever since my dad passed away. I don't think anyone really understands.
I think people will try, but I just can't explain it.
It's all just a facade. I like to hide things from people. I don't want people to know the real me. I'm a hypocrite.
I'm a horrible brother. I break under the pressure when my brothers are around me. I just go in my little corner and talk to myself.
I see everyone living there lives. People getting married. People graduating school. People going places, doing things. Living. I'm just a spectator in this world. I like to watch everyone. I like to see good things happen to people who really deserve it. I have all these opinions that I just keep inside.
I feel like I'm just a fake. I am though. I don't want to sound depressing, but I am fake.
I want my dad back so much. I dream about him every night. My heart leaps when I see him in a dream. Not because he scares me, but because he's there and I miss him so much. I miss him more than I do anyone. He did understand. And when he didn't, he still tried to be the best dad ever. And he was. And I didn't even get to say goodbye. I didn't even try to go say hi to him. I just want to say goodbye at least. I want to give him a hug and feel his warmth. I can't though. Not yet. I know I will one day. That one day can't come fast enough. I don't necessarily want to die. I want to get married and have kids and be just like my dad, but I want him to be here with me... to see me. To see me turn 18. To see me graduate. To see me get married (one day). To see me. And I want to see him. I want to see his smile.
We used to stay up late talking about just things. It didn't have to be significant things, I just had to be with him. I want to be like my dad.
Here's the song:
Life of a Salesman
What's a dad for dad?
Tell me why I'm here dad
Whisper in my ear that I'm growing up
To be a better man dad
Everthing is fine dad
Proud that you are mind dad
'cause I know I'm growing up to be a bigger man
Father I will always be
That same boy that stood by the sea and
Watched you tower over me
Now I'm older I want to be the same as you
What's a dad for dad?
Taught me how to stand dad
Took me by the hand and you
Showed me how to be a bigger man dad
Listen when you talk dad
Follow where you walk dad
And you know that I will always do the best I can
Father I will always be
That same boy that stood by the sea and
Watched you tower over me
Now I'm older I want to be the same as you
When I am a dad dad
Gonna be a good dad
Did the best you could dad
Always understood dad
Taught me what was right dad
Opened up my eyes dad
Proud to call you my dad
Thank you for my life dad
Yellowcard
I'm going crazy!
And God is there I know. God is watching my every move. I pray to him all the time, but still not as much as I want to. I'm just not motivated.
I've been searching for someone or something ever since my dad passed away. I don't think anyone really understands.
I think people will try, but I just can't explain it.
It's all just a facade. I like to hide things from people. I don't want people to know the real me. I'm a hypocrite.
I'm a horrible brother. I break under the pressure when my brothers are around me. I just go in my little corner and talk to myself.
I see everyone living there lives. People getting married. People graduating school. People going places, doing things. Living. I'm just a spectator in this world. I like to watch everyone. I like to see good things happen to people who really deserve it. I have all these opinions that I just keep inside.
I feel like I'm just a fake. I am though. I don't want to sound depressing, but I am fake.
I want my dad back so much. I dream about him every night. My heart leaps when I see him in a dream. Not because he scares me, but because he's there and I miss him so much. I miss him more than I do anyone. He did understand. And when he didn't, he still tried to be the best dad ever. And he was. And I didn't even get to say goodbye. I didn't even try to go say hi to him. I just want to say goodbye at least. I want to give him a hug and feel his warmth. I can't though. Not yet. I know I will one day. That one day can't come fast enough. I don't necessarily want to die. I want to get married and have kids and be just like my dad, but I want him to be here with me... to see me. To see me turn 18. To see me graduate. To see me get married (one day). To see me. And I want to see him. I want to see his smile.
We used to stay up late talking about just things. It didn't have to be significant things, I just had to be with him. I want to be like my dad.
Here's the song:
Life of a Salesman
What's a dad for dad?
Tell me why I'm here dad
Whisper in my ear that I'm growing up
To be a better man dad
Everthing is fine dad
Proud that you are mind dad
'cause I know I'm growing up to be a bigger man
Father I will always be
That same boy that stood by the sea and
Watched you tower over me
Now I'm older I want to be the same as you
What's a dad for dad?
Taught me how to stand dad
Took me by the hand and you
Showed me how to be a bigger man dad
Listen when you talk dad
Follow where you walk dad
And you know that I will always do the best I can
Father I will always be
That same boy that stood by the sea and
Watched you tower over me
Now I'm older I want to be the same as you
When I am a dad dad
Gonna be a good dad
Did the best you could dad
Always understood dad
Taught me what was right dad
Opened up my eyes dad
Proud to call you my dad
Thank you for my life dad
Yellowcard