Father, you left me,
Drove away without a thought,
And a small part of me died,
While my tears would not stop.

Questioned what was wrong,
With me, or with my appearance,
As I thought was I not handsome,
Was I not smart enough for you?

Maybe if I had been taller,
Or, if I had had some special talent,
You might have hesitated some,
Before you left me in the dark.

Maybe, if I had more friends,
Or had been more helpful to you,
You might have stopped and then,
Shut the car off and stayed longer.

Had to now prove always,
That I was loveable,
I was someone who needed,
To be important to others.

Went the extra mile,
When others didn't,
Tried so very hard and hard,
To be wanted and loved.

Father, you left me long ago,
As if I was insignificant and nothing,
And I, still trying to be wanted and loved,
Work harder than the others ever will.