I hate myself for loving you You chose to sail out the door Leaving pain for a wake And my brother on the shore You told him you would take him but instead you broke his heart I had to become man of the house I had to take care of mum I'm glad I barely knew you I didn't have to see what you had done less than 5 months old you didn't even give me a chance But I can't hate you I have tried trust me I tried I know when I see you I won't be able to help myself I know I don't need your approval but that doesn't stop me wanting it Wanting to know If it is possible for you to love me Do you love me? It is impossible to tell you left me alone in this world Am I supposed to think you care but you would have been miserable if you stuck around if you were not happy I am glad you left I wouldn't want that around but It doesn't stop the pain It doesn't stop me hating myself it doesn't stop the anger I feel Why Oh Why no How Do I still love you?
Sometimes you just have to release the words onto the page and hope that your pain is somewhat coherent.