there's so many things I want to say,
so many times I have to pray,
just to make it through another day


mom and dad want me to be strong
but the emotional wounds you left
leave me in a throng of needles
it stings, it aches, it burns
even seeing your name
makes me panic


i don't like to say i'm a victim;
my dictum is this-


life is better without you.
how life goes for me,
it's up to my point of view


every day i grow further from you
and that fact in itself is my life preserver
i know one day i will be okay
but maybe one day




you'll know the errors of your ways