I'm sitting here on a bench,
Feeling like a tired old wrench.
No one understands the things I've become,
Because no one cares of my years to come.

I cry and weep to the sound of fun
Because my eyes, my life, hasn't been one.
I feel foolish and tricked by my closeted bricks,
But in reality, my mind is full of tricks.

You try and progress through all this mess.
You think good thoughts but you can only do your best.

I walk down this old cement road and all I can think is what can I caress?
Hopefully someone will give me a ring and soon enough I will be put to rest.

But it's never as simple as you think.
The future may hold a beautiful blink.

I will never be afraid to show you how I sink
But I would rather show you how I will be one of your links....

I have never been able to tell you how I feel,
It will never happen, it won't be real.

You caught my eye a few years ago
but now, now its time for you to go.

There are years of separation between us which leaves me in the dust
but like you said it was all about lust.

I choose not live in your wrapped up life
I've given it time and now its my turn to make me right.

That first kiss,
I will always miss
Believe me it was bliss.
But I cant take the risk.

I no longer want you apart of me
I want to be set free.

With that being said I'm leaving, I'm out
Don't bother me, Don't shout.

So this is my last tear to shed.
You are gone now. The story has been said.

Don’t fret My dear¬¬¬–
You’re young– I Hear
Darkness Isn’t near¬–
Don’t fear–

The Light– keeps Shinning,
Even when You’re Sleeping–
I keep Watching–
Making sure You’re breathing.

When You get old–
Up of the Ground
I shall be Around–
We Shall– be bound.

Don’t worry about me
Don’t– let this bother
Don’t forget me!
This is– Your Father.