I'd like to call you Father,
But that would be a lie.
For a Father's there for his child,
So to me you're just some Guy.
I'd like to call you a Man,
But that would not be true.
For a Man has morals and respect,
And that was never you.
Even though you were in my life,
You were never actually in it.
To you parent was just a title,
You were never actually committed.
I remember the soccer games I had,
And how I had so much fun.
The ones you never went to,
Because my team had never won.
I remember when you tried to fight me,
And how you kicked me out your house,
Took the car that you gave me,
Said I'll never be a man, and to get out.
At 16, I cried like a baby,
But not because I was scared.
It was because I loved you deeply,
And you didn't seem to care.
You cut me out of your world,
As if we had no relation.
You disappeared from my life,
No sign of you at my high school graduation.
But now, at 18 years old,
I finally understand.
You are just a grown Child,
Who doesn't know how to be a Man.
But what is a Man to you Dad?
Will you please explain?
Is it someone who treats women like ****?
And causes there sons daily pain?
Is it someone who would rather send a check,
Then to rather see his boy?
A crusher of all dreams and hopes,
Who leaves their child completely destroyed?
Is it a guy that shows no love?
A person who has constantly hated?
A Father to a child,
That he's ashamed to have created?
Well if that's your definition,
All I have to say is ****.
You were right this whole time,
I'll never be a Man.