Sitting and Waiting

I'm sitting and waiting
Waiting while hating
You; you late again
Men.

I can't blame it on the group
Because some good ones are in persuit
Its just men like you
That make me want to puke

You treat mom so bad
You make sister and I sad
What happened to you
Your not the man I once knew

Not the man who was always there
During all my dispair
I've been hurt and broken
Some from you wandering in drunken

I give up sitting and waiting
I'll always be hating
You; for all that you\'ve done
I leave with the rising sun

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Tell me honeslty what you think, I wrote that for my father as you\'ll see many of my poems are about him. I just wrote that one up. Pleae be honest!