Why?
Why did you leave? Your absence makes my heart grieve. I’m filled with anger and pain. I’m not important to you, to me, this is plain. A daughter deserves to see her father. But, to write me, you couldn’t even bother. Without an explanation, you left me. For you, I would never again, see. You left me empty and cold. All I have of you are the stories that are told. Why?
This poem is about:
Me
My family