Daddy.

Gone for months,

See me once

Still don't make an effort

 

Moved away

But you stay

Still don't make an effort

 

Right upstairs

But who cares

Still don't make an effort

 

Then and now

I wonder how

You still dont make an effort

This poem is about: 
My family

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