I was never loved by my father,
I have never been treated as his little princess
I never laughed with my dad,
Never cried in front of him
Not even for him
All I did was crying regretting the father I never had;
So I wander in foreign cities,
And I let abusive and insecure men
Take advantage of me,
Hurt me,
And I let them
Because I don't know better,
Cause how am I supposed to know that love didn't had to hurt this way if no one ever showed it to me?
How am I supposed to know that if a man loves you he doesn't treat you bad, if all men in my life have done that?
Treat me like a princess one night and then you can be mean all my life,
Who should I blame for that?
Everyone says no one because once you grow up it's your fault and you can't blame others once you're an adult;
It might be true,
on some points,
I will change,
one day or another,
I will find someone who will love me so much that he will spent all his life trying to live as long as possible 'cause the thought of dying for me is worse than the thought of living without me.
Yes, I'll find that eventually,
I will be far away from anyone,
In some foreign city
And I'll keep blaming the people who hurt me until I die,
Because no one is going to give me back the years that I lost dealing with those people.
