How could you?
You left us when I was eleven
You just walked out
Said it was over.
It's been five years
You still haven't changed dad
It's bullshit to think you would.
To think that you would stop saying mean things to mom,
That you would stop making me cry.
You walked out when I needed you most
All I wanted was to not grow up in a broken home,
But you couldn't even get me that.
I can't see you anymore,
I'm tired of being replaced by your
New little girls.