The Man He Never Was

Sun, 08/30/2015 - 16:54 -- lruiz

Lack of a father figure while growing up.

Never bothered me, because I had a back-up.

My grandpa showed me what a real man is.

Now I can't wait until I have kids. My father was selfish,

all he ever did was set bids.


I'm 13 years old, and my dad is back in my life.

Everybody deserves a second chance, but I guess I was too

nice.  My heart since has been as cold as ice.


I'm 17 years old, a senior in high school. 

Writing scholarships, so I don't turn out like you know who.

Stressing over where I should go to college and where I will gain the most knowledge.


The day he walked out, was the day I decided I would never pout. 

I give 100%, and try to support my family,

because he never did.


One word that describes me, would have to be determined.

My family says that my dad would have just been a burden.


The End

This poem is about: 
My family


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