Eye don't kno 2 much about u
but eye kno enough
2 kno that u don't kare
because of u
a part of me wonders if
u ever think of me
or even kno eye exist
because of u
its been fifteen years
of my life
that eye've lived with this pain
eye hate who eye am
because of u
eye shut people out
eye'm tired of pretending
that eye don't kare
eye'm an emotional wreck
because of u
This poem is dedicated 2 my father TROY RHODES, who left me a month after eye was born. A part of me hates him, but a part of me wants 2 kno him.
