Not there for your child to listen, to teach, to lovenNot seen in your eyes always underfoot in the waynyour blood in my veinsnstill you have nothing to saynam I alone?nare you gone?nis there still time left for you to rescue me?nis there still tie left for you to change?nthis weight pressing on my headnand the bitterness that you fed mencan you taste it in my words?nthe weight pressing on your headndidn't want me to know that you can't take what you gave awaynwhy aren't you teaching me?nwhy aren't you loving me?nwhy can't you nurture me?nwhy are you killing me?