i kept running away.
i hid it all.
i kept the door closed, i kept myself inside. trapped.
i screamed so loud for you
but you left me in there..
left me in there, lonely.
i had to let myself out.
you didn't want that.
but i knew it happened before.
i thought to myself, maybe it was all a dream.
yet it wasn't, all that crying,
all that begging, loneliness, and depression.
but what you're reading right now,
is a dream.
or is it, daddy?
