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Funny how I can cry

And not know why

I can want to die

And not know why

It’s the opposite of love

And yet I can’t let go

It’s the horrible deeds

And I just want to know

Why me why me

What did I do what could I have done better

I’m sorry I didn’t practice more

My fingers were too sore

To pound out another note

I’m sorry if the words I wrote

Weren’t enough to earn an A

But daddy why do you have to hit me that way?

I’m sorry that I’m so little
And that I get sick a lot

I didn’t mean to catch cold that day

But daddy why did you take my insurance away

And I couldn’t go to the hospital

Because we had no money to pay…

I’m sorry I didn’t pick to be born to you

What in the world can I do

But take my brother in

When he shows up at my door

Why did you have to push him away
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Daddy, we’re your children, why do you treat us that way…

Ahaha. ode to daddy-o. I hate that guy.