I hope I can give you the money back, dad
Since the Hard work you did,
siblings of you still called you "mid",
because their jealousy was full of shi** ,
and they are all behaving like a kid.
Too young you thought I was,
so every memory will somehow last,
but only if you knew how my mind was running fast,
and how I regret when I still remember the past.
The argue we had felt like needing my dry throut filling with water,
while kids on streets are dying later.
I know that the failings you did,
heavyed your like a kit that didn't fit.
Since the day I remember you cried,
I never saw you like that just that night,
and when you saw me you gathered your full might,
and kiss me for a good night.
I remember you saying: ,,Who are you to not forgive when even god can?", when mom was just getting blame from your little brother.
But you still cared for him like a mother.
While he stepped on you like a poorly father.
Dad, I wish you could see yourself how I see you,
cause you did indeed a few.
And I know I inherited your lack of true.
Which makes me copy peoples view.
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