Place next to my father

Autor: Michelle
veröffentlicht am: 06.07.2013

When I was younger
I saw my mummy cry.
The last, said ma father
And we knew, it was a lie.
A few weeks later
I stood by his side.
He was a self- hater.
I hoped, he´ll soon see the light
Now I´m fifteen.
My friends are smoking.
And I only stand near.
But I´m not joking.
Please, let the place next to my father clear.