Dec 23, 2005 17:24
When i was fifteen, I was abandoned by your ex-lover
Most people called her crazy, but i called her mother
She told me she couldn't take it, and it was finally time
She would leave in the morning, leaving us kids behind
I had no other choice, so i put on my walking shoes
I would leave first, before the sun hit the morning dew
And the one person i knew, i could count on less then her
Was the person i call bastard, but you call yourself father
Then I hit eighteen and finally headed of to college
You decided i was good enough for you to agknowledge
When up to that point you never called or wrote a letter
Claimed that you were sorry but I know enough to know better
You put on a nice fasad even pretending to care
Said we shared characteristics like brown eyes and brown hair
You even said you couldn't wait to finally meet your only son
And not even a month later your caring seemed to be done
Proved exactly what I had known and had always predicted
any love for me in your heart was long ago evicted
Hadn't heard from you since prooving what i had already known
That I'm not meant to be loved I'm just meant to be alone