To a tolerable degree.
The boards are bored.
The buzz has left the bee
The salt has left the sea
The creak has left my knee
The shrill has left my plea.
The smell has left my pee
The sugars left my tea
The ball has left the tee.
My laugh has lost its glee
It is not right.
Never being there hurt you so
Desiring to help me grow
Help my childhood progress
It made you feel worthless
What AM I taking about?
Cause day in day out
You missing me was a joke
You never loved what you broke
Another too lost and scared
Though I can’t say I never cared
And I can’t say I’m not sad
But even you should know dad
That never coming to see me
I dealt with to a tolerable degree
And that I’ll always question
When I’ll hear your confession
Will I ever get to see you dad
Or have I truly been had
I guess I have to wait some more
‘Cause it’s always you I’ll be looking for
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