Once A Cheeter.... Poem by uder pressure

You said you were sorry
it would never happen again.
Wasn't that what you said last time?

The last time
you slept in a bed
that wasn't yours
his arms embraced
around you
is that what you needed?

and when you stumbled
drunkenness through
our front door, i hated you
for all your'stay away from drugs
and alcohol' talks
it's what they were
just talk from your lying
deceiving tongue.

I know everything
but does daddy?
I heard him crying last night
he swore he wasn't
but i know he was.