If only it were simple,
Maybe it was at one time,
But this shadow that is my past,
Still haunts me like a ghost.
My reason you don't want,
Regardless I must tell you,
His words were his weapon,
My heart was his victim.
Wounded I was left there,
My fathers dirty deed was done,
Then I decided I could prevail,
But brick by brick my wall I built.
Its my wall you've come up against,
I was to blind to see you didn't run,
But I'm managed to ruin it anyways,
This seems to be my never failing trend.