Money

Bloody Pen

The material can't fix everything or anything

you mess up and run to money

that's why I'm leaving

that's why I say you're not my father

you mess up and run to money

STOP IT...

I need a father, not a supplier

please be a man

own your fatherhood

never mind, you'll never be a real man

you'll never be a real father

even the child me knew it 

That's why I never celebrated "father's" day

you mess up and run to money

I'm your daughter

not some girl

I'm supposed to be your princess

not some girl...

GOODBYE "DAD" 

  • Author: Bloody Pen (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 3rd, 2018 10:43
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 7


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