I grew up without a father,
When i was young i guess it didint mater.
As i grew up i started to wonder,
Was it me or did he just not want a daughter.
A few months ago he came back into my life,
Started to act like my mom was his wife.
Try to control me and tell me what to do,
I didnt like that and i made him know it too.
So just to end this bit,
He is here now and i guess i just have to deal with it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
wow..I'm impressed that is deep...