As I lay in bed,
I wait,
I wait for a call, even a text.
But as several weeks pass by,
I'm losing signs of hope.
Do I even enter your mind?
Do you ever stop to think of your "Little girl?"
I guess you don't
You think being a dad is just a joke.
But to me it's much more,
You just walked out the door.
But i will be the real man and say,
I hope to see you again,
some day....
Jul 6, 2012
Jul 6, 2012 at 11:32 PM UTC
As I lay in bed,
I wait,
I wait for a call, even a text.
But as several weeks pass by,
I'm losing signs of hope.
Do I even enter your mind?
Do you ever stop to think of your "Little girl?"
I guess you don't
You think being a dad is just a joke.
But to me it's much more,
You just walked out the door.
But i will be the real man and say,
I hope to see you again,
some day....
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