What was your emotion when I was born?
Happy? If so explain beacuse I am confused.
You left me, brother, and mom. Went to start a new family, forgeting about the old one.
So now the past has snuck up on you.
What do you do? Deny your first and second born? Move on with life?
How is it that a complete stanger to us is a better father than you?
Was you there when I took my first steps?
Was you there to teach me how to ride a bike?
Was you there when I got into fights?
Was you there though the aches and pains? When I was sick?
When there were deaths?
Was you at my basketball games?
In the principals office when I got in trouble? There for every court session?
My graduation?
Was you ever there when I wanted you? When I needed you?
You have taught me one thing though after all of these years.
"Forget the past. Move ahead with the future."
But there is one thing I shall not forget. My past. These scars and marks are here for a reason. Marks may fade away...but scars last a lifetime. Apparently your a mark. Something that will fade. Vanish. You and I do not deserve the same name for I am not you. I have a conscience.
Thank you for reading.
Happy? If so explain beacuse I am confused.
You left me, brother, and mom. Went to start a new family, forgeting about the old one.
So now the past has snuck up on you.
What do you do? Deny your first and second born? Move on with life?
How is it that a complete stanger to us is a better father than you?
Was you there when I took my first steps?
Was you there to teach me how to ride a bike?
Was you there when I got into fights?
Was you there though the aches and pains? When I was sick?
When there were deaths?
Was you at my basketball games?
In the principals office when I got in trouble? There for every court session?
My graduation?
Was you ever there when I wanted you? When I needed you?
You have taught me one thing though after all of these years.
"Forget the past. Move ahead with the future."
But there is one thing I shall not forget. My past. These scars and marks are here for a reason. Marks may fade away...but scars last a lifetime. Apparently your a mark. Something that will fade. Vanish. You and I do not deserve the same name for I am not you. I have a conscience.
Thank you for reading.