Open Window - Free Throw

At the age of ten

My father showed me

What men were truly made of

And that’s what I’m afraid of

Now that I’m older I’ve been

Growing closer with him

You showed me redemption

It helped me forgive him for leaving

Now when I wake up

I’ve been staring out my window

Thinking about what I’m made of

And how I’m afraid of myself

I can’t let all of my problems tie me down onto my bed

Got to get out of my head and find some happiness instead

I need my own redemption, but I’m at a loss

I really need redemption, so here’s a window into my own thoughts