Meet Christian
Born in 1989
My life was never truly mine
And everywhere i looked id find
Another way to lose my mind
Nothing ever seemed quite true
never knew just what to do
As everything i thought i knew
Faded to dust beneath your shoe
Drunk as always in the night
Broke my skin in every fight
Ever i would wish for flight
To take me far from all the fright
But never would freedom come
I would soon be overcome
Though you always called me son
Never did i feel like one
Every night it escalates
Throw the shoes, the boots, the skates
"Dad, its me, don't say you hate
your only son!" Is this my fate?
Crying out into the air
I wished you loved, I wished you cared
Im broken done alone and scared
What did i do? This is isn't fair!
Then you came home that night in May
You lost your job, so i would pay
Six feet in the ground I lay
And you don't know quite what to say
Ten years i lived on this earth
Never knew what i was worth
You hated the day of my birth
But now i will not feel the hurt
I'm dead you see, But do you care?
Is it any harder to breath that air?
Was it right, my heart to tare?
What did I do? Was this all fair?
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