In addition, I am violently angry for my daughters. They've had two fathers that were capable of walking away from their blonde hair, blue eyes, and sweet ways. You knew I had two little girls when we met. You took them in, they called you daddy, and it's been 5 years. They know you, they depended on you. You do not get to just stop being a parent. WTF is that??? If that were the case there would be millions of children left sitting in shopping carts, waiting rooms, malls .... you get the point.
You want your space. You want your freedom. You want to go do things that do not include me or
There is no back, not from this place. You are off doing your thing... why am I stalling? Why am I standing here waiting? How do you even maintain this grip on me? Let me go. Even as I type that, I backspace over it, and then retype it... Let me go...
If I am not the first thing in your mind when you wake up in the morning, let me go. If I am not what puts a smile on your face during a long day... let me go. If someone asks you where you want to go on vacation and in that second you respond you don't see me standing there with my sunglasses on and suitcase in hand... let me go. If you don't love me, enough to be with me when I've had a bad day... let me go.
This lyric, about sums it up... how I feel today.