i worte this poem 4 my dad bkuz of evrything hes done to me
No More
I kant kry nemore bkuz
ive wasted my tears on
the pain you repeatedly
inflicetd on me
I remember wen you walked
out on us,and i kried evrytime
you left
You returned only bkuz mother
4gave you Evrtime you left i kried,
but you nevr noticed me
My eyes are drained of tears
and your gone 4 good,i say
were evn,dont you?
nd its tru,he kept walking out on us bkuz he dint love us or my mother but my mother was nice enuff to 4give him until she got sick and tired of his betrayal
