Think about the way that we live today,
what we preach to our children, what we learn them to say.

Think about how we are spending most of our time,
working for a dollar selling for a dime.

Think about our families take a step back,
on every street people dealing out crack.

Think of our cities and how we rotate,
the people in charge leading the debate.

Think about our planet the damage we've done,
about the crimes, tragedies and the times that we've won.

Think of all the bad things, then think of all the good,
do what's right in life, do what you know that you should.

Think about the way that we live today ,
make positive changes that's all I can say.

The way you touch me and stroke my hair,
how you love me the way that you care.

The way you stare deep into my eyes,
how your honest you don't tell me lies.

The way you hold me you pull me in tight,
you push on through the struggle, never give up on the fight.

The way you love me your always so sweet,
you give me your everything in the skip of a beat.

The way you look after me your always so true,
I'll love you forever for all that you do.

I'm not angry anymore I've cried too many tears,
I've been the one to overcome my fears.
I'm not sorry that I don't know you it's the path you chose to take,
angry with my mother you see me as a mistake.
I'm not missing out on my children's lives to me it is my duty,
this opportunity is a gift filled with lots of beauty.
I'm not sad anymore I've tried too hard to reach you,
only one chance I wanted, I'm not here to try and preach you.
I'm not ashamed anymore,  I've accepted that you don't want this,
we have no memories together, there's nothing for me to miss.
I'm not pulling myself apart because of a choice you made,
it's on your conscious forever, but for me this hurt will fade.
I'm  not perfect but I'm not afraid to face the things in  life,
I hope you are happy raising someone else's children, sitting cosy with your wife.
I'm your only daughter In my heart I know you once cared,
the situation was crazy too young you ran off scared.

Living in a bubble the world is now  suppressed,
looking through the window this place is too depressed.

An economy that has risen  we are all slaves to this,
the government is greedy they really do take the ****.

Fighting for survival a game that's full of deceit.
shocked by the rise in prices I can't look at my receipt.  

Living in this crazy world it's full of unwanted danger,
it really comes to something when you no longer trust a stranger .

Technology has taken over are kids are ****** right in,
all in the name of money this is such a greedy sin.

The recession has hit us hard and we aren't the one's to blame,
the banks are the people who should hold their heads in shame.

Living in a bubble the world has reached this state,
an awakening is needed before it's too late.

Growing up was hard the memories I have are sad,
living in a broken home I never saw my dad.

A frightened little girl the sound of smashing glass,
hiding in my room, sitting silently in class.

Feeling all alone my mothers in a state,
another violent outburst do I run for the garden gate?

You's were fighting all the time my step dad hated me too,
I know you were in a bad place but did I mean that little to you?

Growing up was horrific the trauma was unreal,
still to this very day it affects the way I feel.

Dragged around by my hair I know you didn't mean it,
when I was ill with a sickness bug you left me all alone to clean it.

Bathing me one day you tried to drown me in the bath,
I wasn't even a bad kid I was just a victim to your wrath.

Wetting the bad you'd laugh I was only five,
praying I would die I couldn't bare to be alive.

Growing up was hard looking back I see,
I was only a child this should never of happened to me.

Fools will be blind to all the eye can see

Dig deeper

Only then you will see the reality in front of you

Sunflowers, daisy's and tulips too,
these are things that remind me of you.

Animals of many to them you are kind,
geese, dogs and chickens in your garden you will find.

Bright colors your a hippy chick you own it so well,
a friend in you that's my Auntie Mel.

Miss Melanie your canny plenty of good times that we've shared,
I know i'm not always there but for you I've always cared.

Your lovely little ornaments your wacky hippy ways,
I often think of the good times I miss the olden days.

Sunflowers, Daisy's and tulips too,
I really miss you and all that you do.