Every day I walk, every moment i talk
I want to get away from remembering
and begin to write a new story with a piece of chalk.
I don't hear you yell, I am not yours to sell
i want to go to the sea and wash away the day
ill wash my memories and see you fade away
I wont go through your hell.
you had your chance this is mine to tell
i will tell the world of how strong I am
As I put the memories of you in the sand
where the tide will come and take it from me
take far away into the sea
where it will stay for i will be
the man that you will never see
and the father that you could never be.
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