He moved on
my dad i mean,
he has a new wife,
and he forgot about me,
We never spend
time together,
we used to all the time,
no matter the weather,
its always blamed on me,
even if its them
who always does the bad,
I'm bored to death,
sitting in a corner
with a pissed off look,
trying to plot my next defense,
against this pain and agony
i wish i had to guts to
take the knife and cut...
