I've taken a new trip into the land of failure
This damn self pity drives me freakin' mad sometimes
Failure to prepare my oldest daughter from the violent world around us
She got into her first fight
I've always told her to avoid them
How to avoid them
She stepped into it
Some other kid was gonna punch my youngest
She stepped in as older sister
So the kid went and told his older sister
Thus the kid's older sister pounded on my oldest daughter
The kid's sister is 16 my oldest is 13
My daughter was bigger, but slower than the other girl
Fat lip, black eye, sore jaw and just about pushed into traffic
Perhaps I should lay the blame on her mother
Why was she out walking around at dusk in a bad part of town
Heard of the riots in toledo last year?
They live not too far away
Why was she outside then?
Fraggin failure and now the innocence is gone
She's experienced violence first hand
All I can do now is try to teach her defense
I doubt the girl will let up on her
It could happen again
I know I'm not there
I get my kids every other weekend
I can only help ease that feeling of pain
Perhaps show her how to defend herself better
She told me about it, I told her to stay away from the girl's house
She didn't listen went strolling by going to the local store
She paid the price
I didn't see it
I tried to warn her (failure!!)
I wasn't there (failure!!)
It nearly sent me into a rage
I about too it out on her over the phone
My error, she was feeling bad enough as it was
I spent the next 5 hours pacing
Thoughts of violence first took my mind
Any father would've thought of retribution
All it would cause was escalation
Make my kids pay more of a price
They live in that area, I don't
I couldn't sleep and the slight dreams only brought me violent images
My daughter being hit
My daughter being hurt
Pound my head on the walls
I wasn't there
I couldn't protect her
Failure could fall onto others
It just feels like it slammed me first
