December 2, 2009
By , marion, IA
I know what it feels like to grow up without a father
Im tired of being angry
Wanting answers
Everday I have to wonder
Is he a murderer
A rapist
A druggie who couldnt meet his daughter and face it
My own blood is out there
And I really do care
Why should I grow up knowing that I really do have a father
Hes not even there
And Im supposed to go on in life
Not knowing his name
Well Im sick of this
And Im sick of life
Maybe I should just cut him out of my mind
Like the way I cut myself with this knife

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