Tuesday, February 22, 2005

dad..

Parents are supposed to be supportive right..
they're suppose to give us hope and confidence in what we do.
they're suppose to trust us....
they're suppose to believe us..

but somehow..
i didnt have such parents.
my dad.

in his eyes,
im just a useless son.
im just a person that dont know shit.
im always wasting my time

i know im never gonna be good enough for him
i know im never gonna live up to his expectations

he thinks.
im always going out, with bad company, smoking clubbing etc

dad.. im not that sort of person.

my mom.
she curfews me.

Hey dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according to plan?
And do you think
I'm wasting my time
Doing things I wanna do?
But it hurts when you disapprove all along

And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't pretend that I'm all right
And you can't change me

I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spent with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don't care anymore

And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I'm never gonna be good enough for you
I can't stand another fight
And nothing's alright

Nothing's gonna change the things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this right again
Please don't turn your back
I can't believe it's hard just to talk to you
But you don't understand

'Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry I can't be perfect
Now it's just too late and
We can't go back
I'm sorry I can't be perfect

-simple plan

im sorry dad.. i really cant be perfect...
it hurts me real hard when you say the bad things behind my back to my mom..

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|Tuesday, February 22, 2005|


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