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Dear Dad

Dear dad, 
You were supposed to be a king. 
The one who wore the crown, 
But now that ive grown older i just look down. 
I'm embarrassed and i just dont get it.
Why couldn't you try harder?  
For years ive been guarded
I want to have faith
I want to trust you. 
I'm angry 
Don't you see it? 
Do you not get it? 
I want to scream in your face 
Its like youre never going to move out of place.
I want you to do better 
But i guess you aren't much of a go getter. 
I want to speak these things, but you won't understand. 
You'll sit there and stare at me.
It'll just make me mad. 
Can you do better?
Can you be a dad? 
Please before this life ends?!

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Being Me

I am so sorry that I missed this when you first posted it. It is a great poem. There are great dads around and I respect them sooo much. I am sorry your dad was not one of these heroes. My own kids have been massively let down by their dad (his eldest son has been bitterly upset by him twice...but that is a story worthy of a novel) and i see their embarrassment so i understand where you are coming from with this utterly heart wrenching write. I hope he mans up and starts taking his duty seriously and you start receiving the love and attention you deserve from him. Bless you x

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Crystal Chance

I'm so sorry I'm just not seeing this comment! But thank you! I hope your kids are doing better. Letting out that anger in a healthy way can be very rewarding. 

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