I never knew my father. It was always my mom and me alone. Where i came to realize it was two against the world. But truth be told now i have a stepfather but its not the same i dont call him dad how can a person abandon thier own child, thier own blood they say blood is thicker than water but **** didnt mean anything to my so called father. So as i stand i ask why didnt he want me? Did i do something bad? I stand here looking at my own reflection and i see my father i am his mirror and i despise that i look like the man that hurt my mother but no matter my mother has and always be my father cuz she taught me how to be a man and treat a woman.