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I never meant In early life, I looked to you A hand to hold, to pull me through Life's simple quests. Time and change fly together Separating us in its wake How I came to be This to you, I'll never know. How I, always looking to you For help Can now no longer find you in this hazy realism How I became such a disappointment I'll never see I guess I will never be That perfect son I guess that I will never be… You.