You used to love me.
Do you remember?
Remember-
How we would talk.
Remember-
How I could look in your eyes without wanting to hide.
I remember.
Or do I?
Was it just an illusion?
Because you loving me...
it just seems so unbelievible.
Because all i get from you is-
anything but love.
It hurts so bad
but you don't care.
My hurt gives you happiness,
my pain gives you pleasure.
Every tear that falls gives you power to inflict more.
Every now and again I think i see the old you
the one that i called dad.
But then look into your eyes.
And all i see is hate.