03.06.22
Dear Diary
My father died last week
Didn't hear till today yo I couldn't believe
But yet oddly no tears was shed
But now all these thoughts just swirl in my head
Time oh God the time wasted
Time we can't get back so we can't waste it
I wasted years of not mending the fence
In my defense he didn't try hard enough
I gave up on the answers so long ago
Still don't understand though I'm a lil more old
I know he didn't leave
That's another story
I wanna grieve but he ain't do nothing for me
I'm older now
Closer to forty
I'm thinking bout a family and maintaining sanity
I don't feel sad but I feel regret
I could of made the effort had a sit down over bevs
Closure even if we didn't get closer
But now he's gone and I can't
No more chances or hope for answers
Gone from my tree a couple more branches
Death is a hard experience
Draining on the mind bringing body weariness
I wish I could turn back the hands on the clock
And pick up the phone
And say let's talk
Dear death you robbed me
Dear pride you robbed me
Dear life why me
Can't turn back time
Gotta live with regrets
Dear death you robbed me
Dear pride you robbed me
Dear life why me
Can't turn back time
Gotta live with regrets I guess
My father died last week
Didn't hear till today yo I couldn't believe
But yet oddly no tears was shed
But now all these thoughts just swirl in my head
Time oh God the time wasted
Time we can't get back so we can't waste it
I wasted years of not mending the fence
In my defense he didn't try hard enough
I gave up on the answers so long ago
Still don't understand though I'm a lil more old
I know he didn't leave
That's another story
I wanna grieve but he ain't do nothing for me
I'm older now
Closer to forty
I'm thinking bout a family and maintaining sanity
I don't feel sad but I feel regret
I could of made the effort had a sit down over bevs
Closure even if we didn't get closer
But now he's gone and I can't
No more chances or hope for answers
Gone from my tree a couple more branches
Death is a hard experience
Draining on the mind bringing body weariness
I wish I could turn back the hands on the clock
And pick up the phone
And say let's talk
Dear death you robbed me
Dear pride you robbed me
Dear life why me
Can't turn back time
Gotta live with regrets
Dear death you robbed me
Dear pride you robbed me
Dear life why me
Can't turn back time
Gotta live with regrets I guess
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Writer(s): Jesse Cowan
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