You never ever told me dad <br />That I was ever any good, <br />Although I tried so very hard <br />I might as well be made of wood, <br />For all the good it ever did. <br /> <br />I tried so hard to be <br />The perfect human being, <br />It did no good you see <br />Cause you just couldn't see me, <br />The child that cried inside <br />I sang and danced and wanted you to love me, <br />But it seems if you wanted me to go away and hide <br />A pat, a smile, a kiss, a hug, <br />I didn't ask for too much <br />So where was I to turn and get the care, <br />The love, the touch <br />I didn't get it from you, <br />You are not perfect and you were hardly any fun <br />Do you know what you've done to me, <br />That now can't be undone? <br /> <br />For all I ever wanted, <br />Was a dad that just loved me <br />Regardless of the things I did. <br /> <br />Who'd love me, set me free <br />Who'd set me free, to love and so, <br />In turn I'd love my own <br />How hard it is to do just that. <br /> <br />When the seeds have been sown <br />It's sad that you don't know me, <br />It's sad that I don't know you <br />The approval you with held from me, <br />Has claimed the lives of two.<br /><br />John Jenkins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-dad-6/
