I blame my father

I blame my father

For the talent I have in my hands

For he composed before me

Passed on his skill

Just in front of me

I question my ability

To capture the dark image

Of a broken soul

That for so long

Cried because of its loneliness

The pain grew as the years passed

With no one to share the pain

No one to express the strain

I blame my father 

For the talent I possess 

Because he threw me in a world

I never care to exit

I blame father

But I thank my father

For the talent I possess