Faking Poem by libby lane

behind walls of glass you are looking out into the world but i know that look i have seen it before you try to speak the turth but u and i both know the devil is a lier and how can you preach soem thing u dont do your self and how do u sleep at night know that you are fake you have responabiltes u dont not take care of and u think that its ok to let soem one esle take care of it your not to blame its such a shame when your kids get older and sart asking qusttions like we know they do what will be your answer for not being there for them for not trying to move everthing just to be in there life part time is no time when it comes to them they rember who is in there life ever day not the pepole who fade a way in the back ground of a photo of a time that chould be but because you are to proud to a mit that yes u can do more but chose not to dont want them to have the life u did but thats what u are giving them when u dont try to mend a broken home and you leave them with out a father to call there own