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Waiting at Night
Contributed by
ZiltzWiltz
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Sunday, 7th November 2004 @ 08:16:10 PM in AEST
Topic:
drugabuse
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Man, youd think you knew better.
I should be able to expect more from you.
Every night it drives me crazy
And I know theres nothing I can do.
No one would ever think
That after they have loved someone for so long
They would lose that someone to alcohol
And that someone would be gone.
I remember years ago
I would never have dreamed youd do this to me
But here I am, and its one oclock
And still its your car I dont see.
Im so sick of having to sit here
Wondering if Ill ever see your face again
Or tell you I think you have a problem
I probably wouldnt even know where to begin.
Stressed out parents wait at night
For that call from the police
Or that car to pull up that driveway
Anything to make the worrying cease.
I dont remember when the lying started
That youd say you youd be at a certain place
And then you would never come home that night
And Id know that that wasnt the case.
And I know you say youre sorry
And that itll never happen again
But a girl shouldnt have to stay up all night worrying
About what has become of her parents.
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ZiltzWiltz
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2004-11-07 20:16:10]
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Re: Waiting at Night
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by Bohemian_with_a_pen on
Monday, 8th November 2004 @ 02:21:02 AM AEST
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Re: Waiting at Night
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by Alina on
Monday, 8th November 2004 @ 09:42:55 AM AEST
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My parents are alcoholics....they'll never change and I have to deal with that.....I can
understand where you are coming from
but there has to be a time where you just
let go. You can't change them...but only
pray for them.
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