When - Poem by Tosya Glatt
When will I be able to show you how I truly feel?
When can I say I love you and mean it for real?
When can I call you dad?
Without getting mad.
When can you sit down and have a talk without any yelling?
When can we stop the arguing?
That causes us all pain.
When can I show you who I really am?
When will I be able to call you my hero?
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