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Perhaps I will never understand you dad


Perhaps I will never understand

The way you talk to me,

For I would get shot if ever I made a stand



Perhaps I will never understand

Why you be so rude

Nor will I understand your mood



Perhaps I will never understand

The way you treat me young

Cause I have grown and really need a tongue



Perhaps I will never understand

The way you disrespect

For I never need that kind of disrespect



Perhaps I will really never understand

The way your just you

And why you do this dad,



I am really sick, dad

Sick of the way Iím treated

Cause I hate that kind of treat



I have been there for you dad

Is this what I deserve?



Your really lucky dad that I am still around

Just think a moment before react



Think the way you act for I am really sure

You would never like that kind of lack if you were a little sack.



I love you dad


            Nicholas Coleman




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