My Tower

...anndd he falls through...yet again...
is it that hard to want to be a part of my life?
This is my chance to shine, my chance to be proud of what i have and what ive done, and he doesn't show.
Excuses, lies, I hate that I love him so much.
He’s supposed to be there, supposed to WANT to be there,
he's fading, and fast, I won't wait much longer
I’ll let him go. I’ll let him go.
My tower that’s supposed to love and support me...I’ll just let him go.
It hurts. It hurts soo bad. I cry and cry,
I don't understand, I can't make him understand, I don't want to even try,
maybe it'll be easier if I just let him leave, let him go and do what he wants, he does it anyway. I’ll just go and take that extra effort off his hands.
Now I’m one less thing he has to worry about.
Done.
The daughter is gone.