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The thing i never had


Bottled up inside, these are the things I’d never say The feelings which I hide, the sings you’ve never read You can see it in my eyes, read it on my face, Trapped inside are lies, of the past I can't replace All those times I cried for you, you never came All the sports I played, you never seen one game I’ve always tried to make you proud, but you never seemed to care You say that you love me, you would never dare I wish I had my father here by my side but just the thought of him makes me cry Never being able to get to know him Hurts me inside everyday that goes by It’s hard to miss something you never really had But that’s all part of having you as a dad Don’t get me wrong I wish you were here But like always here is nowhere near You could of owned a place in my heart but you tear it apart It takes a man to be a father As for you dad don’t even bother
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