and youd be crying in my ear, claiming
"the phone rings both ways
you know im always here"
but im sorry
i was twelve years old
calling a rehab to be put on hold
then theyd finally answer
and say "i hope your daddy breaks the mold"
do you realize how damaging that was
the condescending twists of their sentences
because they knew the statistics
but sweetly sheltered me from the evils of it
while you just made me feel like shit
like it was my fault you were locked up in this
like i was locked up in my emotions
i denied what i felt
or rather, the lack of it
i never want to see you again
because i know what will happen
youll promise big, big things
like happiness
but wont follow through
and end up back in your addiction.
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