Father

you wernt there half my life Then i see you and ask how to make up all that time I give you my number to see if you still care Mabye you do and mabye you dont It really dont matter if your there or not cause its me you've lost I'm sorry you feel the way you do To lose hope in your daughters name I hope god strikes you while its pooring rain How will i forget the pain You made me cry when i seen your face I didnt no weather to leave or faint But all i know is that its me And do i really still believe Do i need a father yes but no My answer will never show