Dad where art thou?

Where were you dad when I was being born? Were you out with some woman who was assigned to you as a whore?

Since you been gone, mom did just fine raising me on her own. I admit it wasn’t easy for her, but “You gotta have faith” became her theme song.

It hurts me dad, because no matter what, you’re still a part of me. A part that I may never have the chance to see.

Why was I punished because you never loved my mom, but only what she could give? She was too good for you and I didn’t ask to be here.

You didn’t just neglect mom, you neglected me. I don’t understand why you chose to fall into a category called Dead Beat.

Are you happy about the man you’ve become? Was making Love something you did only for fun?

Well, the crazy thing is that I still hope someday you’ll grow up and take care of your responsibilities because running away from your daughter, shows a sign of immaturity.