I stopped praying for him

Everyday I prayed that he would stop drinking

After years of no answer, I wonder what was I thinking

Maybe he would would be better, that’s what I was hoping

In the end it was me always coping

With his mood swings and his ups and downs

I often asked myself why I am hanging around

It was simple, my prayers for a better you

That’s the light that got me through

Now I know all those time I was praying for a better reality

Instead I should have just been praying for a smarter me.


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