The Last Letter
Dear Dad,
When silence is deafening,
What do you do?
I hold back the tears
And embrace it, it's true
When happiness lingers,
How do you feel?
For some reason, lonely
Encaged by my fears
When a friend blames you,
What do you say?
Of course, it's my fault,
I'm for to the challenges of your day
When someone leaves you,
What do you think?
There goes another one
Away from my brink.
Am I happy?
Yes
I'm called put together and free
Ha, do you really know me?
I enjoy chokers, theories, dancing through the night
Hugging laughing, enjoying the days light
A strong broken child "adulting" for life
That truth, that happens to cut like a knife
Alice's wonder alone could seem small and bland
Compared to anything in my hand
Ha, Do you really know me?
Because I would guess not.
And let's keep it that way,
To spare me one more heartbreak
Sincerely,
The Daughter You Left
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