The Boy In The Attic

A blessing from below, born a sweet child like foretold Could it the boy that i used to be Oh, father please forgive me if i`ve done you wrong For how long will you let me suffer all alone Father! please! A father`s touch, a beating one too much Hiding in the closet waiting for him to sleep What others saw of me, was what dad wanted them to see Father! please! I want to taste the free, like nothing ever used to be I want to taste what is mine Am i evil, could it be, that i am the one they fear Look at me, i am the sweetest one you`ll ever see I made it through the old into a brand new life No more hiding in the closet, waiting for him to sleep Into the shadows of old Strange memories of time gone I was never rightfully yours Storys like mine, that were never told Out of the window feeling free That is how i killed me...