By:  Cedric McClester

I’m a *******
That’s what people say
A love child
You fathered anyway
Though you never gave me
The time of day
I guess you were hoping
That I’d simply go away

I’ve gone through changes
That much of it’s true
There’s not a drug that I didn’t do
Tryna find an answer (a small clue)
Of why there has been
No contact from you

You could say
I was angry and confused
Or simply that
I must have had the blues
Which might explain
The choices that I choose
Because of the contact
That you’ve refused

I’ve gone through changes
That much of it’s true
There’s not a drug that I didn’t do
Tryna find an answer (a small clue)
Of why there has been
No contact from you

I realize the places I’ve gone wrong
There’s so much pain contained
That I've carried all along
Ya see your silence proved to be too strong
For me to accept or to just go along

If you thought about me
Once or twice
A simple phone call
Would have been  nice
But you were much too busy
To make that sacrifice
Though you weren’t concerned
When you rolled the dice

I’ve gone through changes
That much of it’s true
There’s not a drug that I didn’t do
Tryna find an answer (a small clue)
Of why there has been
No contact from you

I’m a *******
That’s what people say
A love child
You fathered anyway
Though you never gave me
The time of day
I guess you were hoping
That I’d simply go away

Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2015.  All rights reserved.