Thats What I Want

A birthday isn’t just a day I was born in It is the celebration and ecstasy for staying alive another year Of all the birthdays I came to look at today as a forgotten recall Of all the birthdays I disliked this one And reviewed my life Since the start And regretted the things I wanted to do And delayed them But I was willing to do them With compassion and enthusiasm as ever But, my parents and specially my dad Never keeps his word And that with an disregardful trait Maybe he has gotten old Maybe he is starting to pay less attention And care less to examine thoughts Maybe, but I wished and wanted and desired He was younger, so that he could live longer Because we came afterwards He has already given all the care and love to the previous kids Who are now adults and can depend on themselves How it pleases and sets me happy When he at least plays with us That’s what I want A real dad Who smiles and speaks appropriate jokes Who encourages me to follow my dreams And not let them sink with the days Who helps me develop my talents Who really and really understand me And my feelings Who can love me and show it Who can promise me and stick to his promise No matter what That’s what I want Is that too much to ask? I want dad and mom To play with me football And basketball And many other games I want to share qualities and moments With them But can they at least speak to me Without making a joke out of my words? That’s what I want And I don’t want to blow the 100 lit candles on my birthday I want to live and experience things I never saw I want to do stuff I never thought of doing Play instruments and strengthen talents Achieve things I never dreamt of achieving Scoring goals, walking extended paths So that when I’m about to die I die with satisfaction to say I lived a life