I've been here before sitting, waiting, wishing, but for what, love from another or just a longing for a real love do I really need you in my life or is it just a want am I thinking too hard over this or am I on the right path should I be waiting here waiting for some sign a sign to tell me where to go or what to see or who to love is it right for me to wish that you were here to wish that for once you could see me is it right to wish for you to truly show me how you feel to show me that you'll be here for me be here when I slip up to show me that you'll be here to tell me its ok to tell me you love me as I sit here longing for comfort the comfort I know I'm suppose to receive from you I can't think of one time you've been here for me you were always around but you never lived up to your title you are suppose to carry me when I'm hurt you are suppose to rescue me from the situations I get myself into you are suppose to be the one guy I can trust but I can't, I can't depend on you I can't be sure you'll be here when I'm in trouble I don't know if you'll always be here for me my one wish more than anything is for you for you to wake up and see what your missing for you to realize why you are losing us for you to see the pain you cause us the pain that happens because of your action it's not a physical pain that you cause it's emotional it's the kind of pain that lingers there for years and years the kind of pain that cause us to lash out at you the kind of pain that makes us wish you weren't here where in turn we truly want you to be here but to be here in a completely different mind set to be here in love to be here with a caring and trustworthy attitude to show us not tell us you care to use your actions to let us see you changed your word means nothing if there is no difference in your actions I say all this just to be left here left here sitting, waiting, and wishing.
This poem is about my father who has always been around but never lived up to what a father should be.