Dear absent Father, Her laugh Implies happiness The sweetest sound she could ever make To me it's a cry for help. Her eyes Show innocence They’re brown like everyone else's But hers reveal heartbreaks and sleepless nights. Her smile Expresses joy Sits so beautifully on her face stretching from cheek to cheek. Anyone would assume she’s happy But I know she’s been faking it simply to get by. Her personality Comes off as outgoing She’s made more friends than she would've hoped for Yet she’s all alone What's the point in having friends if they don't know her? Shes strong She’s only ever been defined by her past Single mother She been labeled Only to be abandoned by her husband. Trying to raise a child on a low income Working all these extra shifts to keep food on the table and clothes on her child. She will persevere She has a child to raise If she keeps looking back at her past It only makes it okay for other to define her by it. She’s brave For putting up with society's perfect images Of course they break her. Husband, wife and child is ideal in society's eyes But if her child brings her more happiness than anything else She is satisfied. She’s afraid Going back to her parents only so they can tell her I told you so Because time after time they warned her Don't have a child with this man who won't do you any good That was her mistake Seeing the best in everyone and hoping that having a child would make a Difference Instead he ran He ran in the direction that did not lead to commitment. The direction that did not lead to raising a child. The direction that lead to “freedom”. | 
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