Tell me…

But I confess to it all,
blindly for you I take the fall.
Still I’m young, but afraid,
you were never here to stay.
Words won’t make up the hurt,
nor cure the heart that was burnt.
Still time keeps on rolling by,
but you’re far from being close to try.
Tell me,
father, what did I do wrong?

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