Oct 31, 2007 12:26
You're a snake.
You're a brat.
You care for no one but yourself.
And still I call you family.
You claim everything as yours.
You're never proud of anything.
You hurt others because it makes you feel vindicated.
And still I keep contact with you.
You frustrate everyone.
You aggravate most everyone.
You've tried to rid yourself of your past.
And still I tell you I love you.
You've stooped too low.
You gave up on us.
You're trying to create this new life for yourself.
And still I defend you.
You have an attitude.
It's your way or the highway.
Nothing is ever good enough.
And still I strive to make you proud.
You want your youth back.
You don't want what you had.
You're looking for something new, running away from the old.
And still I allow you a part in my life.
Why?
Why do I let you do this?
Why do I fight for you every time?
Why do I feel like I have to prove something to you?
Where have you been for the last 4 years?
Not here.
Not with us.
Not with me.
Nowhere.
And still I call, still I defend, still I prove, still I allow.
And still you fall further and further away.
@~>~~
family