Well, your in the hospital agen. Not that it matters all that much.
I never see you any way.
I feel like i need a good cry. Im directing these words to you , My
Dear Old Dad.
I can never say these hurtfull words to you.
Not in real life anyway.
I cant say them because im afrade to touch the already to delicate
relationship we have.
If you can call it that.
I don't want to hurt you.Not like you've hurt me.
I know you hurt.
I hurt too. Why must you put me through the same thing.
Everything you touch is biter-sweet.
when im with you I feel like im walking on egg shells.
I guess crystal meth is more important then family.
 
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