What's Wrong

You ask me what’s wrong I’m not suppose to say But I think about it Every single day. You say that you’ll tell them But you don’t know when You say your working on it But there still is no end. I try to be patient Not let you see that I’m sad But each day it gets harder Sometimes it makes me mad. After you tell them They will be just fine And if they are not Just give them a little time. It isn’t up to them Who their father sees They need to know this You to tell them please. They might hurt for a moment But it won’t last long I’ve been hurting for months Don’t you think that’s wrong. So here’s my little poem Telling you how I feel Tell them now Curt It isn’t that big of a deal.