A Fathers Failer

by Matthew   Oct 7, 2004


I'm not my fathers son,
But he did raise me.
He gave me my morals,
My values, just like he.

But something went wrong.
I'm not a perfect match.
I'm the one not like him.
I'm the burnt batch.

Nothing I do is right.
Everything is wrong in his eye.
Nothing I can do to make it better.
Disapprovals what I got until I die.

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  • 20 years ago

    by Andrea

    great poem and i can relate about always being a failure...it always seems lyke i'm not good enough for both of my parents, they always expect more out of me knowing i cant, so that's my weak point...being a failure lyke i already am in my parents eyes.

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