Too Late

Wierd feeling,
thoughts streaming.

Do I believe in you?,
and is this something you can do?

Was it meant to be this way,
is there anything that he can say?

"Oh ill be better, im really trying",
You said that once, still left me crying.

Your brain was getting mashed - like something in a pestle and
mortar,
it didn't really matter you were losing your daughter.

I dont need a father, just somone i dont hate,
to be a 'dad' - you left it too late.