If home is where the heart is
Then I am heartless
If a a confession to make
You were always right
I would never amount to anything
And no one would care about me
You disowned me before you got to know me
You don't care about me
Why do I still care about you
When people ask about me
You say I'm fine
Like you still talk to me
Its always awkward silence
And me trying endlessly for you to notice me
Why is it I only want what I can never have
And that is for you to be proud of me
But I am done trying
You will never care and I will always be your "little mistake"
And I don't care what you think anymore
Because I have people who care and you don't ...
Good bye father
