Father Figure
He sits there patiently waiting
always apologizing
but never showing
the true feelings he is hiding
he acts like he is one with us
but he couldn't be further away
every day we say hello how are you
but never giving a true answer
we grow into a routine
school work dinner groan sleep repeat
again and again
what has this life become
does he even see me anymore
even now that life's chaotic
we go down the dark hallways
I can't tell who I'm looking at
Is it him or is it a stranger
looking back at me
and saying I love you
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