Ghosts in my head
Of a relationship we never had
Raised by my dad
But you
I never set eyes on
Long forgotten
A dream
A past deeply desired
Fired by the struggle for identity
To belong
Somewhere
Anywhere
At sometime
To be wanted
Rather than daunted by the constant flaunting
A hollow shell
Living in a hell
Lack of identity bleeding into everything
Who could blame me
A different name in every place
A different face
Yet, I feel the same
Lost and lonely
Only seeking someone to hold me
Tell me it will be okay
Ask me how my day was
But you’re not their
You never were
Not because you didn’t care
But because you never knew
I was missing you
You were the father I never knew
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