One day I saw him on the couch 

Tears falling down his face 

Said that we didn't love him enough for him to stay

Claiming to us that his life was on the other side 

He'll dare to pass border patrols and never look back 

My mother loves him with a passion 

Where false accusations got in the way of their relationship

I couldn't breathe of the thought of my old man will someday vanish

It's possible to visit him, but it would all be too different 

Why is he giving up so quickly?

How could he leave his little girl with a broken heart?

I'm dealing with too many problems myself

From social anxiety to depression

I just want to go back to good old days

When we acted like a true family than a broken one

Perhaps our struggles took us to the wrong path

Very soon he'll pack his bags and give me one last hug 

At that moment, I won't hold him back 

Because HE decided to give up