ANTHONY

If in stare at your pictures for hours on end Maybe you'll come back to me and my heart will learn to mend Maybe the beginning of my depression was you Because you left me and now I don't know what to do Is it selfish to say that I'm angry at you? Even if you didnt have a choice, if there was nothing you could do? You left me so early to fend for myself Now all you are are pictures on my shelf Sometimes I dream of you, even if you're dead I guess you're not coming back no matter how many tears I shed I wonder if you watch me, I wonder if you're proud Even if I always annoyed you, even if I was loud I love you, I never got to say it in person I think you loved me too though I wasn't certian I hope you did, I hope you still do Because even when I hated you, I still always loved you too