#Agnes

#Agnes
My Dad
were is your girl?
you now?
she cry?
love make?
smile?
fly?
life?
death?
giggle..
I can’t tell you what it really is
I can only tell you what it feels like
And right now there’s a steel knife In my windpipe
..
I can’t breathe
But I still fight
While I can fight
As long as the wrong feels right
It’s like I’m in flight
High of a love..
Drunk from the hate
It’s like I’m huffing paint
My dad..
I dont love you.