I remember just the best of you, like the beatings
and bruises you gladly through. and when it came
down for mental support a blatant strike was how
you would resort. tell me what I have done wr
O deserve pain so strong. havent I proven your
pride or just a loser in your eyes? so what in
the truth is to expect from you after being so
abused, so comfused? but thats alright because it
onl
Ws that all you had to offer were a few low
blows. where did I do you wrong? when have I done
you wrong? I know you wish I never existed.
showing destain you never resisted. a real father
figure
Never showed. just emptiness is all I knew. tell
me where did I go wrong? was I when I was first
born? I could never be your son for all the
damage that youve done. where did I do you wrong?
whe
E I failed to show that I can only hold such
wrong... sorry about the html but I’m too damn
lazy to erase it.
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