Written Feelings

Father

Father

Short letters
That means an unknown person
And people say it lighter than feathers

I don't know what or who is that
I feel extrange when I say it,
When I hear it.

He's part of the family,
The one I don't know,
The one I say no
Because of the no knoweledge.

Everyone say sorry when I tell it.
I feel ordinary,
But incomplete,
Inside of me.

I only see a half of my soul,
The other one stand stills,
Still quiet,
Still invisible,
But there is it.

I have already heard about him.
But you have to see to believe.
And that's my truth,
If I see him, I'll believe it.

Esto ya es personal y mejor no contarlo. Tampoco rima mucho pero al menos cuento algo que siempre me pasa.