cure my pain , kill the saint

1 month and a day more and i'll be 16
pretty sad how things go by
I miss dad. I wander if he's sleeping well, eating well
I hope he's staying in a good place and found someone
i miss him so much. I want to call him and ask if he's alright
i want to write to him but i can't
fucking life. I'll give him a better life. I swear i will
stay healthy please dad. i wander if your legs are better now
i wish i could help



20 more days, i wander if i should wish a happy birthday




Maybe it's for the best, maybe it should remain this way