Father.

Why should I sit here and have to watch you drink
While I'm sitting here in my room just trying to think
As I'm sit here in my room
Carefully listening I hear a boom
Sitting in my room as I start to cry
Trying to hold back which is now a lie
The boom I hear was not a gun
You have just fallen do you think this is fun?
As you lay there passed out on the floor
Me and mom just cant take this anymore
You are my dad but sometimes you don't like it
Can you pay attention for just one second
I dont to see you go
But this isn't only road you know
There are better things in life that you could do
Instead of drinking, I know boo hoo
you know that your drinking makes mommy mad
Then why do you do it? Do you want to be bad
All I have is questions with no answers
If you keep drinking you might get cancer
Well, you still passed out and on the floor
One day dad, were going to walk out that door