To Dad

by Beautifully Broken   Jun 7, 2007


I never had the chance to be daddy’s little girl
Never was mommy’s angel
Were do I fit in?
Standing on the sidelines watching
My little sisters play with her father and our mother
Jealous that she has her father
Yet I keep looking around for you
I look in the mirror and wonder
If my lips, eyes, ear and so much more
Remind mom of you
You know she is all ways talking shit on you
And it hurts, because I don’t know if I should believe her
Now I am grown, thinking of the future
College, marriage and kids
But some things pop in to my mind
Who will walk me to the alter to the man I love?
Who would my kids going to call grandfather?
I am missing something important in me
By not knowing you?

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  • 16 years ago

    by PJ

    Oh my god that made me cry because it reminds me of my dad who died when i was 2 .. I dnt have a step dad, no one to call my dad. Read my poem: hey dad.

    Great poem, I feel ya xxx

  • 16 years ago

    by littlemissxsunshine

    I feel this way cause my father died in 2004 when i was 9. i have a poem about it but its not on here yet called"always say good night" ill be sure to tell you when i get it on here keep it up your on my favorites (:

  • 16 years ago

    by Ike Dizzle

    Hey I like this poem. It's really sad. When it seems you don't have a father around but that's why we make father figures. Great job. 5/5
    -vino

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