She's Gone (Lexi's Here)

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Do I really bring you this much shame?
That you look me in the eye no more
Do I dishonour the family name?
All you can call me now is a whore

All I've ever done is disappoint you
Make you wonder where you went wrong
You're ashamed of all I say and do
You say you wish I'd never been born

I'm not the girl who you wanted me to be
I'm not the gymnast nor the doctor nor the vet
Why can't you love me for just being me?
Why must my existence be your biggest regret?

Can't you see your sweet Alexia died
That night you told her she was wrong to kiss a girl
Can't you see you tore her open wide
That night you told her she was going to hell

You say you only ever wanted to save her
From the journey she was on, filled with sin
But instead all you did was hurt her
Cutting deep, piercing flesh and skin

You killed your sweet Alexia with your hate
Of everything you saw that she'd become
The woman standing here in front you now
Strong and tall and proud, of everything she's done

So fuck the lies you preach of acceptance and love
You know nothing of the meanings of those words
You threw me out and cut me off
Because daddy's little princess grew up

I should have understood it all that night
My heart was still, no pulse, a dreamless sleep
Forty minutes pass but Lexi always fights
Forty minutes lifeless, then it starts to beat

But who was standing there when I awoke?
Who was there to hear the first words that I spoke?
Not you my parents, not you my brother
No love for your sister, your daughter

Yet still you ask me, "Where is Alexia gone?"
And I scream every time "You killed her!"
But you are blind to the truth and you refuse to listen
Just accept it, she's gone. And Lexi's here.

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