My two year old says “i want to be like you dad”
“You don’t want to be like me,daddy’s bad”
“But we still love you daddy” says my five year old
“I know baby” i say as my head folds
“But daddy’s the reason mommy would always cry
And he had no idea as time went by
That mommy was hurting as much as she had been”
Were all laying in bed so i grab them
“Daddy don’t cry anymore”
“I don’t want to but the wound is still sore”
“You guys gotta be good for mommy listen to what she tells you to do
I don’t want her to be feeling blue
Shes had to clean too many tears from the floor
I don’t want mommy to cry anymore
So no you dont want to be like daddy
You want to be better than me”