Ocean of Life

If I had one desire granted It would’t be wealth It would be that everyone would love one another Because every day it's like we kill a million dreams And it seems everybody is on different teams They say Americans are too violent Little do they know it's just the ones in power I don't mean to get deep I'm just speaking out the truth I was three when my dad left into the wind Pushed me in the ocean of life He said go because you have to float now That's what I did even though I was scared I kept moving trying not to drown further Because a person only floats when he is dead Life can be cold as an Eskimo in summer outfits My heart use to cry softly but let nothing stop me So many cold poems I've thought of And never had the time to write them Because of unpleasant times who Would and why think of They just bring more unwanted tears Many ran through my pain Abandoned by their own father It's not easy to let that kind of thought go But I still forgave him I think that’s what made me stronger I'm not too sure you will understand it But I must express it Santa clause is on drugs Because there is no presents I found out it was my own parents I was so mad for living in lies Now I hate Christmas I don't want to remember the bus stop Of broken dreams or trying to run away From a home that brought so many tears All I'm trying to say I miss you dad