"A long long time ago
I can still remember how
That music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while"
- Don McLean, "American Pie"
I still remember, one of the last memories I had of him, my dad. We were in the car and he put his favorite mix tape in. This song started to play, it was his favorite. The last memory of him smiling away with his little girl, me. Then a few years after he died, my mom got remarried, I thought that if I kept smiling it would be alright if I hid my feelings. The music of my life always held a soft sad tune to it, but I never showed it out often, I kept it to myself. The music died down today, yet again. He yelled and screamed at my mother while I hid in the laundry room, he packed up and left. I'm not sure for how long or if he will come back at all. My mother trying to be strong and so am I. Is it wrong for me to lose faith in any good for my life? After almost 17 years no good has come. It's really hard to stay positive when nothing goes right.
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