Essay About Dad Wasnð And Dear Dad Didnð

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I look into my fathers eyes and I see my own ,
this is something I will reflect on when I am grown,
people see the person or see his mask,
but everything to do with his kids is just a task,
I love my father I will love him to death,
matter of fact I will love him until my last breath,
but I wish he showed me a little respect ,
im not a little boy no more , makes sense,
I know he was the first to leave when got tense,
you see when I was younger I loved him the same as my mum,
but im smart now back then I was only young,
my mum was there through thick and thin,
my dad wasn’t even there to see my life begin,
dear dad didn’t really justify anything,
now I will tell you why I just cant win,
the amount of love for him will never change,
my disgust for his actions grows more with age,
see no matter what im glad to have him alive,
but his fathering mechanism needs to be revived,
It takes two to do everything or so im told,
but it seems as soon as step mums came into my loves been sold,
see I don’t hate my step mum just angry she stole dad,
and no one will ever no what I could have had,
might of seen him more than 5 times a year,
when I think of my dad I don’t want to shed a tear,
I want to be cheerfull and proud,
I want to be able to brag to crouds,
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ive learnt a lot over the years and growing up,
ive learnt from birthdays without my dad showing up,
told myself to stop drinking when im throwing up,
learnt to stop argueing and stop testing my luck,
sometimes I sit down and just start to cry,
looking at the moon and screaming why,
why must I be subdued to so many lies,
I know