False Hope
I miss you...but do you even miss me?
Come to me
Don’t hide behind a screen
You know where to find me
Or maybe you just have a guilty mind
Don’t have someone else reach out to me
When I want you to reach out to me
So many years have gone by since I’ve seen you
Not even a letter
Asking me how I am?
Am I doing well?
Not a congrats
Not a single word from you
Always getting my hopes up
I don’t blame you
No I feel tired
Of the false hope
They say you’re doing well
Look happy and have changed
But to me I’m not even a thought
They say you love me
Dad do you really?
No more tears being wasted
No more hope
I’ve given up hope
But maybe one day I’ll see you
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