Watching the late November sky
I can't help but keep asking why
You gave up so easily and just walked away
Leaving her your memory day after day
Do ya wonder what our life has become?
Do ya wonder how well she raised your son?
You missed out on the best thing.
You missed out on the best thing!
...Time can't be undone.
A small girl sitting in a darkened room,
Can't help but feel nothing but gloom.
Wishing for a daddy oh so bad.
Crying, shaking getting so mad.
Why didn't you want to be with us?
Wasn't it really just selfishness?
Hard to watch your friends with theirs,
Knowing mine would never care.
Do ya wonder what our life has become?
Do ya wonder how well she raised your son?
You missed out on the best thing.
You missed out on the best thing!
...Time can't be undone.
It's sad to see a kid with such depression.
All you had to do was show some love and compassion
Instead you left us in half of a whole,
Questioning if you even have a soul.
Thanks to her, we are who we are.
Thanks to her, we each have a heart.
Thanks to her, we are both so strong.
Thanks to her, cause she didn't get it wrong.
Do ya wonder what our life has become?
Do ya wonder how well she raised your son?
You missed out on the best thing.
You missed out on the best thing!
...Time can't be undone.
~SS
11/22/17
- Author: SunSearcher ( Offline)
- Published: November 22nd, 2017 07:53
- Comment from author about the poem: Another amateur attempt at songwriting. Reflection of a child from a broken home...funny how as an adult you can see how things that were so terrible as a child were really blessings in disguise.
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Comments1
Well written and expressed
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