Sometimes I think I'll never get away from you...
Sometimes I think I'll never get to do the things I want to do.
Sometimes I cry... and I die a little inside.
I dont want to waste my whole life...
Dreaming of a place far from here
Dreaming of the things I hold dear
You dont know how much you're hurting me
Dear: Daddy,
You think you are never wrong
And you expect me to be strong
You don't know how much I want to get away from you.
I keep dreaming of someone else to take your place
Im trying to dream of a better you
That's just impossible for me to do.
All I see is your hate... your anger and distaste
Everytime we 'talk'.... I walk away in tears
Everyday you become worse than my own fears...
Everytime I'm close you push me away
Everyday you make it harder for me to stay.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem