Cheating Childhood
Cheating Childhood
Created by: Eric M. Jimenez
Life was great!
Here comes my father never late!
I lived and I laughed!
Without reason our happiness seemed to last!
I had no idea that would be the last day within my past.
Life was alright.
Where was my father it was already after night?
I sat and I waited.
Without reason grew deep confusion.
I had no idea what he was doing. Maybe he found a substitution.
Life was dull.
Where was my father? With some other.
I watched and kept silent for my mother.
With reason I was filled with sadness and torment.
I and only I knew what he was doing ever so consistent.
Life is wretched.
My father now with someone unsplendid.
I first broke and then mended.
With reason I am now emotionless and committed.
I and only I have one obligation making sure the family he left behind stays collected.
End.
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