I wish you were there.
You have missed so much.
It’s almost hard to bare.
I have lost my sense of touch.
You have me feeling so alone,
why don’t you pick up the phone?
All I ever needed was you.
Instead, I feel blue.
Fathers are so essential.
I would have more potential.
But now I’m always distracted,
the girls with their dads,
have me attracted.
What I would give
to have one more hug.
But I can’t seem to forgive.
I walked away with a shrug.