A young women in the making Big dreams No support I have nothing I have no one Once I believed in love Until I came upon thee He was my father The man who was supposed to watch over me Believing in him was like standing in front of a wall Believing that one day it would walk Sometimes I’d gaze Gaze into a fantasy That one day One day Father Father you’d actually love me But it was too late because Another came Another scared father away And I and another were not from the same Another didn’t like nor love me So if I’d say or do one thing Another would punish me My twin the one I came from The one that carried me The one that birth me No longer loved me She loved and believed in another So when another punished me She wouldn’t speak Wouldn’t speak for the young and weak Young and weak was me Sometimes I’d cry when I was all alone I’d cry because I’d no longer believe in love I’d cry because I’m 15 and on my own I’d cry because I felt as If I couldn’t carry on Thru the valley of the worries and the troubles Father, father, father where are you I want you to know I always loved you