Five years old I am this here day
I live with my mom and sister; it is all I have ever known
My Dad, I am told left when I was merely one
When mentioning him, mom is respectful in her tone
Six years old I am this here day
My mom has brought a new man into our sphere
These past five years we have been doing just fine
I am happy just us three, let me make that clear
A new man he once was now married to mom
My new Dad he proclaims he has now become
Your real Dad, a deadbeat, is how he referred
The few memories I once had are now all gone
Not a negative word regarding my real Dad did Mom whisper
Ingenuousness thoughts is what that allowed for
His demeaning ways toward my real dad
Those intentions I have searched for but still am unsure
Daddy I now called this new man in our life
The new car, new clothes, and Disneyland trips
Good times we were having
I did not know what we had missed
A new sister we now welcomed on board
The baby I had always been I found myself no more
She has taken my spot I comfortably once possessed
Not too long ago it was me he adored
Ten years old I am this here day
Today I am truthfully told
That new man in our life has moved on
He often comes by and yet toward me he is continuously cold
What did I do to cause this childish treatment?
My Daddy you said you would forever be
You would never leave me
False statements those were yet it is excruciating to see
The new sister, now 4, I know he still loves
Phone calls, gifts, and attention she receives
Seems astronomical can he not see?
How painful this is for me, please do not be deceived
14 years old I am this here day
Jealousy, pain, and anger I still hold
Towards the baby sister that is now almost 8
It is time to let go I am frequently told
Mom is alert of the issues this causes me
More money, time, she continues to bestow
Hoping to make up for the loss I since feel
Great times we enjoy yet I still refuse to let go
It is not your sisters fault
Mom will frequently say
Professional help is what you truly need
I would rather point blame and believe my behavior is okay
Hurting myself I am
By choosing to carry on this way
For help I am now ready
My past ill feelings now wrapped up, soon to be tossed into the bay
15 years old I nearly am this here day
Baby sister of mine, now lives with her Dad
My time with her went too quickly
Thoughts of how I treated her now make me feel sad
Her monthly visit is coming up soon
She will speak of the love and all she obtains
Without the pain I have at last tossed
Free I am to see that I am the one who truly has gained
