If daddy didn't break my heart....
Hopping from bed to bed would not be a sport
Looking at men as unworthy of love and compassion would not be my sight and allowing myself to be loved would come naturally.
If Grandfather didn't die....
I would have arms to run to when I'm sad
Looking at myself as kind and compassionate would be my sight
and allowing myself to smile would be like breathing.
Dec 16, 2015
Dec 16, 2015 at 2:29 PM UTC
If daddy didn't break my heart....
Hopping from bed to bed would not be a sport
Looking at men as unworthy of love and compassion would not be my sight and allowing myself to be loved would come naturally.
If Grandfather didn't die....
I would have arms to run to when I'm sad
Looking at myself as kind and compassionate would be my sight
and allowing myself to smile would be like breathing.
