dad i dont understand what i did to make you treat me this wau growing up is hard enough in its own btut even more so when your n ot around im all alone i feel like im not welcome in my very own home please tell me what i did how come you expect so much out of me when im just a kid and i see or hear so little from you im just a kid i dont wanna kgrow up in beaing ripped in the other firection why cant i just stay little forver i want to do things my way i dont wanna listen to anybody else im just a kid im no responsible enough for the weight yuor putting one my back im not going to be young forever so let me be who i wanna be not who you think is right your never atoudn to say missed you today or tell me good night if i died tomorrow would you miss me what would your first thoughts bewere you around to see me enough how would you feel if your last words to me were "bridget, you emberass me" would you be sad would you cry would you regret not ever saying goodbye would you be mad at me or would you be mad at yourself cause the truth is im me and nobody else; just a kid.
-me