He's Gone

My thirteenth birthday,
Comes my way
And I'm sent a stupid
Card in the mail

It has my mother's
Writing, did you think
I couldn't tell?

I know by now
That he's left,
I guess,
I wasn't good enough
And when you
Fake this,
It's hard to be tough

I wish you'd just face it,
I know he's gone
How can I be strong
If you keep holding on
Get over it, he's gone