My best friend and my boyfriend live across the road, and there's no space in the middle for me to call home.

I haven't been myself since I was six years old.

I have never loved someone, only ever been sold.

No time to talk. No time to talk.

I met a man he told me he was my dad.

I looked into his eyes and they were the closest I've ever had.

But there was no time to talk. No time to talk.

No time to talk.

No time to..

Come over, I'm not okay.

I pray my daughter never feels this way. To know him once, but not today.

To know his name and see his face

fade away,

and disintegrate.

I don't know how

not to

hate.