My Dads Love

How could he do that to us!
Yet he says he loves us.
But he's still sleeping around.
And now everytime i see him I
grin and frown.

He's sleeping around because
of his drinking
and now I always wonder
'What the hell was thinking!
How could he do that to me and my family.'
And he still says he loves us dearly.

But I dont understand
whats going on in his head.
Cant he see he's ruining my life! ?
And now I'm living it through
hatred and strive!

by Krista Wakeman

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