When I was ten
My parents split up but acted like they were back together again
Sleeping in the same bed
Messing with my head
But only for a moment though
Then back to fighting they go
I cried myself to sleep some nights
I knew that something wasnt right
Daddy cheated
Mom was heated
Life became a living hell
But oh well .
In the process a life was created I guess
It was my baby sister kept a secret
All this time dad cheated
We never met
This is something he now regrets
I know life is better this way
Having only one parent with whom I stay
Ive learned to forgive my father
Because I love my sister , his daughter
Life would be better if this never happened in some ways
But you know what I say ?
OH WELLL !
YOU ARE READING
Oh Well .
Poetrythis was a poem i wrote a while ago on paper to vent my feelings . but i thought id share it with you all .