I'm so confused
I wanna help me but protect you
I guess thats what years of emotional instability causes especially when it's from you
Mom says you're in a bad mood when i was younger i wouldn't care i was happy it was you no matter what you did. You say you beat me until your hands turned red said i was messed up in the head because it didn't bother me well look at me now you hit me once a fuckin again I'm sorry I'm selfish in your eyes I'm sorry you told me it was skies the limit i guess a father's protection does have it's fucking limits
I'm 15 and anytime either of you come home in a mood i go straight to my room I've learned to tell footsteps apart i couldn't sleep in the dark
I sleep better in a house without you
And you say that's my fault how is it true
I defended myself aren't you proud? Oh wait I'm sorry wow apparently when i can't defend myself is against you a 6'4 man backing me into a fucking corner after you just screened at me the only motivation is I told you
Look me in the fuckin eyes and act like it never happened then you go braggin I'm sorry look i love you dad i but i can't keep this goin
