"Daddy loves me,
This I know,
For my mommy tells me so..."
She tried to tell me everyday,
Even when he was far away,
She tried to make me believe,
That Daddy loved me,
Despite it all,
Despite his faults and weaknesses.
She tried to convince me that he cared,
Made excuses for him,
Saying he was simply just scarred,
Scarred because I reminded him of her,
Reminded him of all he'd lost,
Reminded him of nothing but pain,
How do I even begin to explain.
She lied to me like this for years,
Telling me he loved me despite his childish fears,
Always defending his inabilities,
Until she could no longer hide the truth from me.
Mommy lied for him so many times,
But I could see the fury and disappointment in her eyes,
Each and every time he'd failed,
To be the Dad he should have been,
She kept this anger, this fury in,
Until one day it all came out,
The day she put that gun in his mouth.
She should have shot him there and then,
How different the story may have been,
He should have realised that day,
That is was time to be a better Dad,
He didn't then and he doesn't now,
Drinking away his sorrow,
It's rather sad you see,
A man who was a Dad to me,
Has become nothing but a history.
