is what I do every day.
You promised me a lot.
Do you know your absence in my life
damages me emotionally?
Everyone tell stories about their fathers,
but I can’t.
I wish I can find a friend,
someone to share my pain,
and to talk with about my problems
so I don’t die from depression.
Father you caused me pain.
You left me no choice but to forget you,
and pretend you are dead.
Even though I know you are still alive,
to me you’re dead.