All This Time

All this time she kept the truth deeply buried inside

She blamed herself and not the man who left with no goodbye

“I didn’t want him, I ran away” is the story that she told

But dig a little deeper and another tale unfolds

 

Did he stop to think about what he was going to do?

Did he stop to think about what he’d put her through?
He let it out, he said the words, he watched her silent cry

He sat back and felt relieved, why would he even try

 

She was so young and worked so hard, but it all was worth the smile

Even when she hit the floor it was only for awhile

Never a second thought would she give to the man who put her there

He didn’t deserve a single word or to even breathe her air

 

Ten years later she’s just fine; the little one is no longer small

Now he’s started to wonder if any of it was his fault

All the nights he watched her cry, not knowing what was wrong

Now he’s beginning to figure out what was going on

 

Somewhere in a far away place the man is getting old

And all his life he felt a part inside of him was cold

What did the little one look like? Did he maybe have his eyes?

What had his Mother told him?  Was any of it lies?

 

He’ll never know the little one’s smile, or see how well he’s grown

He’ll never say I love you to the one that he disowned

He’ll never know how great it could be, to have them by his side

Somewhere in a far away place, silently, alone, he’ll die