A family full of smiles and laughter
Doesn't realize the things I have
I keep them to myself even when I scream
Only to find out the beast already sees
To keep to myself I must have control
To have control I must run and hide
It wants to attack and it gets harder to hold back
But I must not break or the beast will come back
I cry and cry every night I fall asleep
Of the memories the beast has given to me
While he laughs and laughs like it was only a dream
I finally stand to face this beast
Only to be scared of how the look in his eyes
Are the same as mine
We stand there face to face and
It's so many things we have alike
From the color of our eyes
To the shade of our hair
The part that scares me the most
Is that neither of us are perfect
But that should've been obvious
As we father and daughter
