my life has an open space,
a peice where someone is suppost to be,
someone whos suppost to care,
someone whos suppost to love me,
but he left my life without regret,
he cares only for himself,
lives only with himself.
hes my father,
someone who i need,
and he doesnt care,
left my life and left my mom,
sometimes i cry,
sometimes i cut.
i have a freind shes the best,
and i love her and always will,
her father has left too,
we comfort eachother when wre sad,
shes always there for me,
and i am for her,
but i still have an empty space to fill.
my father is someone i need....
someone i need.....
someone i need......
someone i need.......
someone.... i..... need....
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