Even Alive?
All I really know is that you’re gone. Are you alive, or past the great beyond? I’ve heard stories of how you really love me. How I wish that I could see Your face. All these years, I wish I could erase. Pretend that we can be A wonderful family. Yet I know this will never be true. For I truly don’t know you. You could be alive, maybe dead. All I have is what they’ve said. I don’t know what’s real. Did drugs, you really steal? I wish I could call you my father. But I don’t know if I was too much of a bother. Did she tell you to leave Because of another child she had conceived? Or did you leave on your own. And purposely leave me alone? Did you care of my well being? Or were you simply fleeing? Do you regret no being here? Or just not care, I fear. If you could control the hands of time. Would you change the past and be a father of mine? Did you really try to keep me? Or were you trying to be free? I guess it will always be a mystery For you will forever remain, just a story. Written April 11th, 2002 © on Apr 11 2002 08:38 AM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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"All I really know is that you’re gone...."