Momma… leave him alone, please

Momma please leave him alone. Since you moved him in our house, you are not the same. You don’t spend time with us no more. You don’t have time to make sure we have what we need. The only thing important to you is his drink and his weed.  We see and hear how he makes you feel. When my daddy was here, you kept saying how he ain’t a man… but this dude is…. come on. One thing you don’t need is another month to feed. And more reason for you to grieve the lost of your happiness.  Momma we want to see you happy, we want to see you smile. But until you realize this dude ain’t for you we all are going to be miserable for a while.