Abandoned
So many things I thought I did wrong
constantly wondering if he would ever call
a dad is supposed to be your hero
but mine was a nightmare
Drugs ruined him
and he ruined me.
but the sad thing is he would never see
just how bad his actions affected me
A pathological liar is what he had become
didn't care about anyone else
he was the only one
So many women would come and go
dating one, two, three at a time
all while not caring about the effect
it had on his daughters
Willing to hurt anyone in his way
he would steal whatever he could
but at this point, all you can do is pray
In a way, I am thankful
for all he has done to hurt me
because if it wasn't for that
I wouldn't have become the strong
woman I am today.
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