Oh Father.

So I don't hate my dad, I don't have bitterness towards him. What happened happened. And Yes I love him and yes still after 11 years it does hurt.
Well one night as I was driving home I kind of wrote up something to describe the day that I found out that my dad left and we were going to move and all that mumbo jumbo.

I was the last to be told what was going on, but I knew SOMETHING was going on. Since my dad WAS staying in my brothers room or wasn't coming home at all.

Here it is...


Father, father, why did you leave me?
Father, father, why didn't you need me, like I needed you.
I hope she was worth it, she should of been worth it, for all that you lost on that day.

I could hear mother crying, oh how those tears would not fade.
I could hear sisters praying, "God, please take this pain away."
I could hear brother yelling, "We don't deserve this, we don't deserve this!"


Father, Father, why did you leave me?
Father, father, why didn't you need me?
I really hope she was worth it, she should of been well worth it...you lost everything on that day.