Could anyone see the pain held in that child?
Midnight terrors
I experienced it all on my own
Waiting for acknowledgement
Till Every bit of my existence seized to exist.
I still love that him though.. I can't even explain that shit
Sitting on the corner waiting for you to walk by
Calling out dad .. Why couldn't you look me in my eyes
I know you heard me call after you
I screamed at the top of my fucking lungs
And I refuse to forget these painful memories
They motivate me to do not do wrong
And when I shed tears I remember I been through worst
So let me be thankful cause thankfully in the subject of love I know thirst
Little girl with curly ponytails and a hell of a smile
Could anyone see the pain held in that child?