The blank stare
The glossed glare
Not caring who what when where
I don't want to be there
Reguardless of who seems to care
I won't get there.
Done shouting
Done pouting
I just want to be present and there
All for the ones who I give all the care.
Your beats don't match mine or hers
Yours like to beat in not twos but thirds
We knew you'd struggle we wanted you no matter what we heard.
Daddies weight is low sometimes words get a little slurd.
Its hard keeping stuff down dad...
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OH BOY LOOK THE SUN IS OUT
What is everyone smiling about
My mind is getting filled with doubt
Will he ever get out
What if I can't be there
If the bad things happen.
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