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My Father

Jun 4, 2002

Anonymous

As I sit all alone looking around my home,
I feel lost in my own mind,
I don’t feel so kind.
I want to run away from this place,
To an old but familiar face,
The face that turns and looks the other way.
There is no way to say what I want to say,
I loved him but he pushed me away,
And I love him to this day.
He is a rock hard old man,
I do all I can.
He does not know me for me,
I’m just wishing it could be,
Me and him living in peace,
But the glare in his eyes makes me freeze.

By Rick