Yasmeen Vilaysing

Rookie (June 23 / Dodge City)

Where Were You? - Poem by Yasmeen Vilaysing

Where were you when I rode my first bike?
How about when I went on a hike?
My birthday parties?
No presents, a card, a phone call, or even a hug.
Just pain, tears, and my shrug.
Father’s Day came I felt mad.
I hated all the kids with there dad,
Then when I was nine I saw you by surprise.
We talked and you told me lies.
Then all I herd were my inside cries.
You never paid child support,
and ran away from court.
I bet you won’t recognize me
after all I’ll be fourteen.
I haven’t seen you for five years,
and I can still feel my tears.
So I ask you Where were You?


Comments about Where Were You? by Yasmeen Vilaysing

  • (5/10/2006 8:15:00 PM)


    Sometimes the people that need to be there are too ashamed of not being there in the first place. Maybe you're fathers feeling guilt. Sometimes people do things they don't understand, but just know that it's not your fault. I can't say I understand what you feel, because I've never been in your situation, but I have family and friends that have and from what I see is they adapt to a teacher, uncle, cousin- any sort of man that could be concidered a fathering figure. A friend of mine uses my father as one since he takes her under his wing as a coach. Concider opening your eyes to others, sometimes talking about your pain is good (like in your peom) But he hasn't forgot you, maybe he just doesn't know how to respond to you or maybe he feels you're better off without him. True words spoken, and I wish the best for you. Keep your head up :)

    Love always,
    Sugar Bear
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 10, 2006



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