She's crying in the corner on the kitchen floor
Her loving partner, not so devoted anymore
Her baby children watch and wonder what's wrong
Their father, a man and idol, abandoned their home
Leaving his flesh and blood behind
An action, only his children, would ever see as kind
Watch as she gathers her strength
Watch as it makes her, stronger and reliant, much more self defiant
It's funny how this experience, makes her
When if anything, all that hurt should have broken her
Her children proper, despite the many struggles they cross
Minute to minute, hour to hour, he never shows his vermin face
Like the piece of shit he is