My daughter lived with me the first four years after I left her father. She watched me cry many times, and I did lean on her and I should have known better, she was so young. She tells me to forget the past, but it’s easier said then done when you realize all the things you did that might have my beautiful daughter ending up feeling this way. I have never been the same since my divorce. I lost a big part of myself that I never had to begin with. I know that sounds weird, but the life I have had never was what I had anticipated, and I’ll go back to what I keep – no guide to help me understand the me that was living a life foreign to my original paths I laid out in my mind growing up. As for not being hole, and never straying too far from the sidewalk… those lyrics I can relate to… and possibly why I hope my daughter, like the character in this video, knows how not to have that chain… and to me, I hope some day I can break it.