broken people, broken lives

deafheaven - amethyst Your browser does not support the audio element. dad, you opened up and let me know the empty lives your children inhabit how we seem unreachable to your needs and dreams how we live in our own world devoid of any hints of our culture never delving below the surface i could see you had held this for so long you worry that we are the last of your family tree how we may regret forgetting our parents mum's home made cooking a chance to still connect deeply laugh and cry together strive for happiness connect with our roots instead of cutting them in pursuit of conformity and misplaced identity what can i say dad? i feel like we are all so broken life has been kind to us on paper but the paper is razor thin used as a veil you seem to be able to see below you told me your regret not being around us when we grew up you depleted your bodies and soul to provide financial safety i can see how it must feel to have given up so much and to feel like you have gotten so little…