Dear Dad, I think about you every now and then,
I hope to God that I dont turn out like you as I grip this pen.
Every time you cross my mind, I cross my heart and hope to die,
That I wont ever let myself become a disappointment to my mum.
Father, you never bothered, about as close as north and south are to each other.
But my mother, I really love her, although sometimes I wish she would have chose another.
As I reminisce, I think of all the birthdays and Christmas you missed
And no millionaire could afford what you cost me walking out the door.
Ive cried a thousand times but now I realize that this is only biological,
Youre a name on my birth certificate and thats all.
Ill tie a rope around the neck of your Fred Perry and hang you from my family tree.