Some wounds never heal

This was written on August 8, 2009 when my dad and I were having problems. It is short but not so sweet, anyways, here it is

Can we make this last a little bit longer?

Cause happiness was starting to feel good

Can you leave just a little bit later?

Cause we can’t afford to be left alone

Can we yell just a little bit quieter?

Cause I don’t want to hear it

Can we cry a little less tears?

Cause I am sick and tired of pretending

Can we calm all our fears?

Cause I don’t want to come home and find you gone

Can’t you see we need you here?

Cause I don’t think you see or feel anything