A Father

You're suppose to be here
But instead you chose beer
A Father is suppose to care
not you, you like playing with your life as if it's a Truth or Dare
Youre suppose to be there when I cry
As it stands now your presence it very dry
A Father is suppose to have love
If nothing put his kids above
Youre suppose to be my rock
But my last memory of you is a sock
A Father is suppose to be strong 
And with his kids he belong
Youre the one who provides the advice
My love for you has no price
A Father is suppose to encourage us
Not when things get tough you hop on a bus


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