Time to change.

I sit outside, and my cigarette glows in the dark. Maybe it's time for you to make a new start? All of your kids hate the things you have done. They despise you for what you have become. Unless you change your ways, no one is going to want you anyway. You stay locked up in your home, and you are all alone. No one will knock or come over; they all walk by and won't even say hi. Maybe it's time for you to change your ways. There is nothing for you to gain. Then all your pain will disappear, and you will have a new start next year. Then all your kids will return, and they will be by your side till the stars fall from the sky.