I've known no love for along time
no love for me nor my appearance
I've only love for that came from my mum
I've hated me for what seems a long time
i alone am the reason hes gone
if was not that bad then why did he leave
questions unanswered are the worst
half of me is missing
my couisns are better off he loves them more
he sees them frequently
ive heard this from there own lips
my farther left me for naught
hiding in the car so he couldent say good bye
i had no idea the he could walk away
never see his child again
and i ask why was it so easy?
i must be just another old shelf
waiting to cave in from all on top of me
the mysterys to why i must hold things
if i were too dye
would he care?
would he know?
would he have wanted too meet me?
would he act like nothing happened?
would he remember me?
would he come to my funeral?
would he pay his respects?
would he bring flowers to my grave?
would he mark the anniversary of my death?
would he admit he for got my birth day?