Even when my dad yells at me
I still love him
Understanding that he is the way he is
Because he had no one by his side
That when he was 9
Even his mom had died
He loved his dad dearly
But his dad was crazy inside
He had lost his life savings
And had cried
He barely went to school
And doesn't know how to read or write
His own siblings had used him
And thrown him aside
Yet he took on many jobs
Sleeping only 4 hours most nights
Filling his spare time with alcohol
Buying us things to fulfill his pride
Regardless I will never forget
When he finally took me on a bike ride
So how can I be mad at me dad
He had no one by his side
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Life
PoetryA collection of poem's written about events, feelings, thoughts, and emotions. Like a diary to vent out a part of ourselves that no one will every know about; the poems are simply an attempt to capture the most unusual and abstract aspects of the hu...
