Can you hear me?
Can you hear me asking for your help?
Can you see me?
Can you see the tears that fall from my eyes?
Can you feel me?
Can you feel me shaking from deep inside for fear,
That you will never find the reason why I cry?
Can you taste that?
Can you taste the bitterness that fills my very heart?
Can you smell that?
Can you smell the evilness that lurks around my soul?
It reeks of death and corruption and tries to break my will?
With all of these questions I ask of you and I get no reply,
Well what am I here for? Am I just here to die?
If you're not here to love me, then why do I love you?
If you're not here to care for me, then why do I care for you?
You're supposed to be the one who fight way the bad.
You're supposed to be the one who would be there for me always.
You're supposed to be my dad.
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