The pain cuts like a knife
Where are you when I need you
Never there
Your just never there
No one to count on
No one to wipe away my tears
So broken inside yet no one to care
Your all so happy
While im dying inside
No one to protect me
Or hold me when things get hard
Instead you make me wonder
About this life im living
When you look in my eyes
Don’t you see the pain?
My broken heart…
The scars…the bruises…
Or do you just not care?
What are parents good for
If not to teach, nurture and care…
To show me light
When the world give me more
Then even I can handle alone
They are there to break my heart
When it needs mending
They are there to make me cry
When im already down
They are there to push the blade
When its already cutting
They are as good to me as a bottle of tears…
Just there to remind me of the pain…
