Are you happy Daddy?

Are you happy Daddy?

I can’t tell her I feel crappy,

Are you happy Daddy?

She’s only two, I can’t tell her I feel Blue.

Are you happy Daddy?

Has she seen me cry?

Does she know, I want to die?

Her Mum, my Son, I love them too.

There’s something that I ought to do.

Are you happy Daddy?

I really can’t refrain, the tears are running out again.

Tablets, talking, haven’t helped.

I’ve cried, I’ve roared, I’ve wept, and yelped.

Are you happy Daddy?

I’m not.

I’m angry, sad, shite and snappy.

I can’t think why, often I can’t bear to try.

I’ll say I am, a little white lie.

Are you happy Daddy?

Yes Darling. How about you?

I’m good, I’ve done a big girl Poo

If she is happy, I am too.

Wipe her bum and take her off the Loo.