Hey dad
It’s me dad
Just wanted to tell you
That I miss you bad
I’m lonely here without you
Reminiscing about all I’ve been through
When my life feels like a song on queue
I’ve had to begin life anew
Like learning to walk again
Living life within that tiny margin
trying to cope without you
has been one of the toughest things I’ll ever do
anger, sadness, hurt and guilt
my life without you is one I’ve rebuilt
losing you made me sit and think
about the time where you and I were in sync
looking into the eyes of your killer
living a life that’s full of filler
with nothing of substance
just fighting for justice
I will never forget
Like the words on your favorite cassette
You were my rock and friend
And I know I’ll see you in the end
So for now
Somehow
I’ll take a bow
And say
Hey dad
It’s me dad
Just wanted to say
That I miss you bad
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