Where do you draw the line?
Between a son and a fad.
You were always there
But never knew me dad.
You came and went as you pleased,
Just in time for times of need.
One more time you dissapear
This time assuring all my fears.
Love is but a lie, and
Alone Ill surely die.
Reflecting all that you have done -
I love you too.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem