Father
Why does he even bother calling,
When he doesn’t care?
Why doesn’t he give child support?
It just isn’t fair.
He keeps giving the same excuses,
Because he’s just too lazy.
The truth is, he doesn’t want a job,
His neglect just drives me crazy.
He’s told me he loves me,
But he’s never shown it.
His actions never proved those words,
I guess I should’ve known it.
When I was a child,
I thought he loved me dearly.
But now that I am all grown up,
I see things very clearly.
He doesn’t deserve the title “father,”
“Mario,” will do just fine.
Because he was never a true dad to me,
But that’s okay…I’ve got “Carmine.”
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