In the shadows,
watching, trembling, and waiting.
Eyes not dark with evil, bloodlust, or rage,
eyes sad and lonly.
No one loves.
No one cares.
All because of father.
My loved one gone,
it can't be true.
The one who loved.
The one who cared.
All because of father.
They look at me and see,
my fathers shadow in me.
Why cant they look past my eyes and skin,
to see what I am inside.
I am not my father.
Why can't they see that?
I have to prove myself twice as much as them.
All because of father.
