Another birthday that ended in a crash
17 years now, it takes me back with a flash
I see a little girl standing in the rain with blonde hair
With a mother at the back and a father that didn't care
Cause all he could think of was drinking all day
He didn't even mean it when he said ''happy birthday''
With a bottle in his left hand and a gun in the other
The girl ran out to search comfort in her mother
13 years old, but no one would have guessed
Her childhood was gone, and she got rather depressed
She had to grow up so fast, to protect her weak mother
They had no one there, they only had each other
Hearing all the yelling the girl would cry in her room
Hoping they would stop aguing and end this soon
It really makes you think when you see this flash of mine
The girl was so pretty, but she had simply lost her shine
Although she was brave and tried to be strong
She ended up broken and she just felt so wrong
It didn't get better when it was her fathers turn
''Happy birthday'' to him, but she had more to learn
He stayed away all day, just drinking and drinking
The girl and her mother went to sleep without thinking
It was almost a MUST for him to do that in a while
He was the only one, with eyes that could smile
It got worse when he came home that one night
''Did you have a nice birhtday?'' Oh here comes the fight
The girl got very stressed out and started to cry
''Why are you doing this to us, daddy, please tell me why''
He didn't say a thing but became very violent
Deep inside she could hear the angels whispering silent
''Leave mummy alone, what are you doing?''
The girl could nothing do, she was just standing viewing
At last she couldn't take the violence any more
She jumped between her parents and fell hard on the floor
There she was laying with a broken mind and soul
She didn't know what to do, her body was out of control
It all takes me back with a tear in my eye
But can't let them see me weak, and not see me cry
I tried, but it's so hard to forget
I remember everything, and everyday I was upset
Now too old to be crying, and too tired be grey
But actually I'm fine, I think I'm okay..
Skrevet d.
10. februar 2008, 00:31
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Det er jeg glad for at høre du syns :)
det er virkelig godt skrevet.
virkelig tusindt tak !