My name is Kayla I'm 16 my mom grandma and grandpa are the ones who raised me. My dad fled before I was born he was around for a while but his heart was torn how could you leave me and not be a dad honestly did you hate me that bad you helped bring me into this world so why weren't you there like a real dad would birthdays Christmas I hardly got calls Halloween easter or when I learned to crawl why would you leave your little girl I needed you so bad did you ever care at all my brother and sister had to suffer to you lost all your kids we barley remember you as I get older im learning to forgive but with you there is so much hate I dont even know if you still live I sometimes lay down at night and think you were never there and never will be you wont be there when I graduate or when Im old enough to drink but worst of all you wont be there to give me to the person of my dreams when they ask for my hand in marriage I wont know if you approve when Im walking down the aisle ill be missing you. you wont hand over that little girl you love or tell them take car of her your grandkids will never know you and will wonder why they wont know how long you lived or when and how you died. People tell me Kayla be nice but its not my fault your slowly dying of course I have love for you. you brought me in this world but ill never call you dad because you were not one ill think about you for the rest of my life as for forgiving you I wouldnt think twice momma says Im a regret it once your gone I think about it but decide ill move on so thanks for being there your such a great dad Im going to prove to anyone whos doubted me or think ill end up like you wrong and prove my place in this world i cant help it that youre the man I was born to call dad but you should have raised your child to give me the life you never had Im kind of glad you didnt cause then id be just like you my mom did a great job but she needed a little help too!
