Would drink an drink br till he couldn't think br I know it's sad br but I was kinda glad br when he passed out on the couch br I didn't have to listen to him be a grouch br it was like a stain that never went away br br but when the morning came br I knew he was to blame br he caused somuch grief br but now it's such a relief br my siblings hate him br but I miss him br br I wrote him letters br I really tried to make him better br but it was like talking to a wall br some how I was the only one to fall br to ease my pain br I wanted to jump on a train br I wanted to leave br I wanted belive br but I couldn't br becausehe would drink an drink br till he couldn't thinkbr br kendyll brownbr br