Living life without a father
and pretty much without a mother
physically i have everything
spiritually i have nothing
i cry, drink but don\'t smoke
sometimes i wish i could take a toke
the thought of death has come many times
instead i come up with many rhymes
my brother used to be like a father to me
now it seems like he\'s always against me
at the beginning i had many friends
in the latest trends
everything lost because of her
she\'s had no friend to count on
me on the other hand had many shoulders to cry on
she\'s ruining my life,i guess how i ruined hers
she had me just to hurt others
my father is not physically dead, but for me he is
he stopped coming when i was 7,i can still remeniss
he came once after
the only person who understood was my brother
he never saw me grow up to be a beautiful woman
the times i had my heart broken by a \"man\"
i\'m sure he would have noticed my pain
not like my mother who doesn\'t even know my crush\'s name
now i sit here and cry,daydreaming my father was here
down my cheek rolls a single clear tear.
