Letter To My Old Man
This is to the dad that i never knew. But... I knew i always had. You know, like the ones that leave the house and say they'll be back soon. Then you grow the rest of your childhood days peeping through the window, waiting for his "soon" to come a day early. I still think of how different i wouldve grown up, had you been around. I still wish i knew more about you than just a voice i heard over the phone. Today it finally makes sense why i grew up as an angry, short tempered teenager. Your absence as my old man ate me up like cancer. And you the same person i was supposed to have looked up to? Over the years I learnt to treat women far more better than you ever could, so thank you for the lesson. Not trying to paint any pretty pictures. My question is, Where are the father figures? The same ones that leave and paint an incomplete picture, A family tree with a broken branch. But im now in my 23rd year of not having y...