And I go too school again.
Where I'm met with him.
Where I feel my soul leave my body as I smack a fake smile on my face.
Then I go too work just too keep the game going.
Playing pretend.
Keeping myself sane.
Just too go home to wasted father.
Where he can't stand on his own two feet's with beer in his hand.
And then there's just repeat,
Everyday.
