I Have a Daughter?

"Val this is really good." I said smiling.

"Thanks Storm." I finished up my food and help Val with the dishes. I put them away.

"You girls want to watch a movie?"

"Yeah sure." Val said and I nodded. We walked into the living room while Matt picked out a movie for us. Matt put in a movie and sat down beside me with Val on his other side. Half way through the movie I started getting tired again and I leaned into Matt's shoulder. He put his arm around me and my eyes started feeling heavy so I let sleep take me.

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I woke up in my own bed and my ribs no longer hurting. I got out of bed and walked into the bathroom. I desperately needed a shower. I walked out of the bathroom just to grab me some clothes before going back into the bathroom. I made sure the water was hott before pulling my clothes off as well as the tape wrapped around my ribs. I stepped into the shower and let the hot water water roll off my back. I finished my shower and got dressed. I walked out of the bathroom and sat down on my bed picking up the letter I found yesterday. I read over it again and it inspired me to write.

I wrote down the lyrics in my head and picked up my guitar..

I try to breathe
Memories overtaking me
I try to face them but
The thought is too much to conceive

I only know that I can change
Everything else just stays the same
So now I step out of the darkness
that my life became 'cause

I just needed someone to talk to
You were just to busy with yourself
You were never there for me
To express how I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel like
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made

So where were you?
When all this I was going through
You never took the time
To ask me just what you could do

I only know that I can change
Everything else just stays the same
So now I step out of the darkness
that my life became 'cause

I just needed someone to talk to
You were just to busy with yourself
You were never there for me
To express how I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel like
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made

I never meant to fade...
Away

I NEVER MEANT TO FADE

I just needed someone to talk to
You were just to busy with yourself
You were never there for me
To express how I felt
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel like
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made

I try to breathe...

I put my guitar down and heard someone walking up the stairs. I heard a knock at my door and I picked up my song book as the door opened.

"Hey Storm."

"Hey dad." I said closing the book and setting away.

"Writing songs?" I nodded.

"Can I hear?" I picked up my guitar and strapped it on.

"This is called For You." I said and began to play.

To my mother, to my father,
It's your son or it's your daughter,
Are my screams loud enough for you to hear me?
Should I turn this up for you?

I sit here locked inside my head
Remembering everything you've said
This silence gets us nowhere!
Gets us nowhere way too fast!

The silence is what kills me
I need someone here to help me
But you don't know how to listen
And let me make my decisions

I sit here locked
inside my head remembering everything you've said
The silence gets us nowhere!
Gets us nowhere way too fast!

All your insults and your curses make
me feel like I'm not a person
And I feel like I am nothing but
you made me so do something
'Cause I'm fucked up because you are
Need attention, attention you couldn't give

'Cause I sit here locked inside my head
Remembering everything you've said
This silence get us nowhere!
Gets us nowhere way to fast

I ended the song and he clapped and held me close to me.

"You want to go the studio with me?"

"Yeah sure." I said smiling.

"Bring your song book with you. I think the guys would like to see what you wrote." I nodded and leaned over the bed and put on my shoes before following him down the stairs and out to his car. I buckled in and he drove us to the studio.