Why?

Why do I work all day?

Why do I not show up for dinner?

Why do I not go to your games?

Why do I never seem to be there when you need be?

When I know you won't understand,

That not everything is nice.

I hope you understand that mom left because of me not you

I hope one day you'll understand 

Because I love you.

This poem is about: 
My family

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