The Struggles and Growth of a Man

Dear Dad

What can I say, I don’t know to be honest,

You left me and Kevin at a young age.

I never really wondered where you were,

Nor did I really ask for you which is sad.

It should be sad for you, not me if you think about it,

Every kid should want to know where their dad is, not me.

I guess you had enough of my mother and her insecurities,

You couldn’t deal with raising two sons with a broken woman.

You loved her when you were having sex with her,

You loved her when you were making drug money.

She helped you with your illegal ordeals and you still left,

And when you did she never not once decided to turn you in.

She loved you and adored the hell out of you from what grandma says,

Then you shattered her heart and told her you loved someone else.

You reap what you sow, and it’ll come back to get you,

Especially since you didn’t raise me and Kevin and that’s sad.

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 You didn’t send money, didn’t try to make an effort to be around,

What did you do? You left the state and moved on with your life.

You took your drug trade to another city to make more money,

That’s all that concerned you, what was in your draw, cash.

I got caught up in that same exact life you lived,

Thankful that I didn’t end up dead or incarcerated like you.

Jail time didn’t teach you much, you got out and went back to it,

You are full of demons yourself that you have to work out.

I never really got to know your family and that’s sad too,

But hey they never tried to be in our lives anyway.

Yeah, you made mistakes and did your dirt, you’re human too,

But at least mom never left, didn’t give us to anyone else.

She fought her battles but also tried to take care of us,

Michael and I knew what the deal was with her, with you we didn’t.

I call you dad because you weren’t a father I’ll tell you that,

I’ve always wanted to know why you left.