why do memories gotta be this upsetting?
I don’t remember forgetting being this frustrating.
why is she telling me that I am overstepping?
I just need some sleep,
but the bells sing hymns of our wedding.
is that my daughter? or an impostor of his eyes and your nose,
oh my sweet little angel!
you unforgiving monster!
you’re her mother and he’s just a confession to the *******,
I don’t care if I’m drunk right now
You can’t take her away and give the credit to the liar!
I’m still her father