I sit here all day long
Waiting for your call 
That never comes
You don’t know half of it

I write about what happens
The things he does to us
Because you’re gone
You don’t know half it

I mother them all day long
Change them, feed them, and reassure them
I do it because your not here
You don’t know half of it

I must turn my friends down
When they ask me to hang out
Because I must take care of them
You don’t know half of it


I think about what I would say
I would tell you
All that you did to ruin this family
You don’t know half of it

You left us, so we suffer
He drinks, so we are punished
You are a child, so I am an adult
They have no mother, so I miss out
You were mindless, so I am full of thought
You don’t know any of it