• When I was a little girl,
    Every now and then my little head would twirl
    As I watched my parents marriage unravel
    His car always cruising away fast against the gravel
    He left us without anything at all,
    For other women, not even leaving my sister and me a phone call
    My mother, sister and I were living poor,
    But we were happy, careless and immature
    Life was what we wanted it to be,
    We did what we pleased, just us three
    Though since I was young and so very naive
    I still loved him, thought I could believe
    But the older I grew the more I knew
    I learned almost everything my father said was untrue
    What my mother said to him many years ago
    'Keep your money, and just leave the girls alone'
    I think about it every single day,
    Sometimes wishing he would do what she'd say
    I feel my heart beat in so many directions,
    Things he's said and done have made me have so many reflections
    I hate him so much most of time,
    The things he does to me and my sister, I almost consider a crime
    Yet, as much as hate him for all his misconceptions
    Saying I hate him so much as much as I should would be a great deception
    For all the things he's done, I want to hate him so bad,
    But I just can't help the way I feel, I can't stop loving him; my dad.