Mother calls me a freak accident
makes me doubt myself and my place
growing up she was always absent
I could never remember her face
During adolescence I spun out
lost control of who I was
wondering what life's about
searching for a rebelious cause
I was deep in self-destruction
constantly dancing with death
I dove into all sorts of ruin
and I could feel it's breath
cold and haunting on my neck
seducing me with it's darkness
but somehow I was brought back
by a fluke filled with brightness.
A mistake that shines through
pulling me back to the living
and even though I am sometimes blue
his smile makes me keep smilling
Giving me hope that someday
mother will finally be proud
and have kind words to say
holding my hand in a crowd.
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