Not so much a father

Did you ever care about me?
did you ever notice how much i was like my Grandpa?
did you ever take time to realise i was afraid of you?
did you ever see how much i look like my mom?
did you ever stop to listen to me sing?
did you ever listen to my stories, dreams and hopes?
did you ever realise that what you were doing would scar me for life?
did you ever come to realise that i would remember?
did you ever think that i would tell people what you did to me?
No you didnt, i guess thats why you were surpised when they came
and told you that you could never make contact with us again.
hope you realise it now, that every thing you ever did to me, is going to backfire on you now.
before i use to say to myself "you may be my father and for that i respect you, but as a person i dont know what to think of you"
now i can shout out loud "blood may be thinker than water, but none of the blood in my veins will never say that you are my father"