You left me at my young age,
the age where your life is supposed to be beautiful and the only thing you are supposed to care about is playing games.
But you made it complicated for me,
always asking "where is mom?" to my dad and grandmother,
but they never knew what to say.
You weren't where you were supposed to be,
that means by my side.
You left,
and you left me pieces.
You never called, never asked about me.
I cried,
a lot
But I don't think you've ever cared about me.
I felt like I wasn't good enough to have my mom by my side.
but you never cared.