When you spoke I didn't hear a sound.
I saw you but you weren't ever around.
I can feel trace's of your appearance.
But we both know I'm the reason of your dissappearance.
Never there.
You didn't care.
Nothing to do with me.
No memories with me.
You weren't there.
I look at you with shame.
You can barely remember my name.
You don't know me.
Me or my brother.
But that's fine we don't know you or our mother.
That's fine, look at us now.
I bet your wondering how.
I had to look out for number one.
And look at how well I've done.
Without you.
I talk to you and you don't know what to do.
Or what to say.
So you turn your head and walk away.
I've got a new family.
A family that loves me.
And didn't tell me or my brother that we weren't supposed to be here.
They love me and they make it loud and clear.
But YOUR NOT HERE.
and that's fine.
I look at you as out of sight out of mind.
Thanks for being in every memory I've ever had.
And you wonder why I don't call you dad...
