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.
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