Dear Dad
Dear dad,
I’m sorry. I’m sorry I cannot talk to you
Whenever I’m down and feeling blue.
I’m sorry I don’t talk to you more
About what’s going on or how I rode out this storm.
I’m sorry the only excuse I can give you is “I don’t want you to worry.”
But trust me I know if I told you you’d get here in a hurry.
But, you see it is hard to tell the people who gave you life,
“Hey, I wanna die tonight.”
Do you see what I mean?
I like it when your eyes gleam.
With excitement from speaking to me,
Or seeing your granddaughter laugh… ok more like scream.
Speaking of daughters. I’m sorry I couldn’t be a better one.
I’m sorry I turned out to be another son.
But I hope I still make you proud.
I hope we can cross off two S’s and make Daddy’s little princess
Into daddy’s little prince. Because dad,
You are a king to me.
You are everything I want to be.
And I know I never will be as much of a man as you
Because no one can, dad.
No one but you.
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