I sit waiting for him to come back
In hope that my questions
Will be answered
Why did you leave?
Did you love me?
Why do I look the way I do?
Why didn't you want me?
So I sit and wait for him to come
And at least visit me
Until then I sit here and wonder if
My real dad remembers me
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Poems
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