Growing up without Dad

By , Ulmer, SC

I watch him as he walk away

 

Took one last look in my eyes from the window frame

 

Remember the good times, as it went in flames

 

Now I am older , taking care of myself

 

Having to care for my mom through sickness and health

 

Now he's coming here or there

 

Saying you love me , but I don't care

 

As the anger rose upon me

 

He keep coming back like some type of disease

 

Trying to coming back in

 

But I won't let him

 

Like, can I go away somewhere

 

Without you knowing , I'm there

 

Now he know how I felt when he left me there






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