I'll put and X on your picture
imprinted with tears
I'll scratch out your name
to make sure you never forget
I'll lock you in a box
tightly hidden away
do you care that I'm still here
waiting for you to answer
never a reply
are you still busy
too busy for me
if i die tomorrow
how will you tell my story
you wont cuz you didn't have time
this was the last summer
and you left me once again
back to the old days
where i was always second best
i was your first
now I'm your third
dad how could you let this happen
I'll leave you in question