Abandoned

As I look out over this highway I think of all of the moments when you told me How beautiful I was How I was a prize How you would protect me from any others harm When we would cross the street I would hold on to yours arms How I looked up to you Because back then, you were a model to me because back then you never, ever, showed the bottle to me Now I am older and understand just what you are I see that model turn to hatred, and take your place in my heart and now I need you I need your guidance to do more than cross the street I need a father to tell me when things are right and when things are wrong that I know can remain strong and that's not you And now I'm sitting over this highway listening to the sounds of the cars move through the air each one is like a moment a moment you weren't there you made me blame myself and then I blamed you Now there is no one to blame and I don't know what to do I want to forgive you because you are my dad and I guess I have no choice because you were all I had