Perhaps my father is one of those,
Whom I can never call a true father.
The bond we should have shared feels lost,
A title unearned, a name I cannot offer.
002
Don’t know when, but I realized,
My father never played the father's part.
No care, no warmth, no guiding hand,
Just a distant figure, void of heart.
001
Whenever I see someone’s father,
I think, how amazing they must be.
A guide, a friend, a steady hand,
All that a father should truly be.
002
Father, I have a small question for you,
Why are you the way you are?
A heart so distant, a bond so cold,
Why did you leave this endless scar?
001
Can you not, even for a moment,
Love me and my mother true?
Just a fleeting spark of warmth,
Is it so hard for you to do?
002
I shaped myself into what you desired,
A reflection of your unspoken will.
But can you become the father I dream of,
The one my heart longs for still???
001
Just once, pat my back and say,
"I am proud of you," in your gentle way.
That's all I seek, that's all I crave,
A moment of love, a memory to save...
002
Not a single memory do I hold,
Where I can say you brought me joy.
Moments with you feel distant and cold,
A bond neglected, a love destroyed.
001
Forgive me, Father, if this pains you so,
You became a father, but a dad—no.
The love, the warmth, the bond so deep,
In my heart, that space you couldn’t keep...
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