DAD

I grew up without you dad.
You were gone from the ages of 2.
My life without you dad was all i knew.
The life with mom was just so natural.
who can i blame? cause is all i ever knew.

Anger twoards you was not something i felt
but neither was love for a father.
cause you were just the father i never knew.

I heard that you were mentaly ill.
But who is it to blame?
You came with mom with empty hands.
Both of you had to let go of your past,
let your family and friends go
and arrivied to a foreign contrey
you never choose to be.

The last memorys if you dad.
was the day i turned 7.
we talked for 10 minutes,
i remember it was on the shopping mall,
me and my brother.

today i am a grown young woman,
just got a call from the police,
told me you had died.
Been ded in your apartment for a couple days.

I heard you never had friends
you were locked up in your cage.
and thats how you died,
forgotten and rotten in this living hell.