Father

Father looking straight at me
 From a silver frame
 Teenage clothes, a genuine smile I can't recall
 Father you were just like me
 Cut from the same cloth
 Never really learned to cry or laugh out loud
 Talk to me, please, for real
 'Cause I'm so tired of living through my memories
 Wondering what you'd think of me
 Staring at the ground
 Like I don't know where I belong anymore
 Caught in all these strong emotions
 I can't hear your distant voice
 Were you expecting something different?
 For sometimes I wish I was just anywhere else
 Far from here
 Anyone else expect myself
 Killing what was there before
 Speechless after all this time
 Holding words inside
 Crowding in my throat but still I can't let go
 Father what you'd think of me
 Caught in all these strong emotions
 I can't hear your distant voice
 Were you expecting something different?
 For sometimes I wish I was just anywhere else
 Far from here
 Anyone else expect myself
 Killing what was there before