Father,father.


It's been a couple months since I've heard from you.
Heard you're married now.
And you're starting anew.
Glad you finally found something that means something to you.
As for me,
When I go to sleep at night
You're not there
When I go to sleep at night
Do you care ?
Is this what you call a family ?
Mom sits around, still trying to drink you out of her memory.
If I had somewhere to go.
I'd leave this insanity.
Is this was you call a family ?

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