poem-stand in daddy

I used to think he loved us
i thought he really cared
he was my stand in daddy
when daddy wasn't there
he would read us bedtime stories
then tuck us up in bed
goodnight sleep well n see you soon
then he would kiss us on the head
he always left a light on
so we wouldn't be afraid
then he came back in half n hour
to check we were ok
then he decided to hurt me
when daddy wasn't there
i couldn't understand why
my stand in daddy didn't care.