In The MorningMature

It's my birthday in the morning...but I don't want to wake up. Why? My dad won't be there to celebrate with me.

As I lay awake, wishing for some sleep
My girlfriend lies beside me, uttering not a peep
It's my birthday in the morning, and yet I don't want to wake
What happened those years ago, the thought still makes my heart ache
I'm supposed to be older, wiser, but still I feel the same
I hate them for what they did, to them I place the blame.

The End

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