There are times in my life that I wish I was dead,
But I now realized, I'm just missing my dad.
There's a crowd by the stage, starting at my face.
And yet I'm turning to a whole new page.
Dad, I just wish that you had never left,
I wish you could help, with a page of my drafts.
I wish you could help tear down my wrath,
I wish you could help me choose the right path.
You could say I'm to blame that we never met,
But we both know that's not a part of the bet.
There's a place in my heart, burried by dirt,
You could say that's because I don't want it to hurt.
Mom told me your name, showed me a picture,
Picture of the place and the time of your rapture.
I wish I could have seen you with my own two eyes,
I wish you had told me just a bit of your lies.
I need you, dad, why'd you leave?
Tears fall down and it's kind of hard to breathe.
I need your help to polish my will,
I need your help to teach me how to win.