Pilot
My dad’s a pilot cause he always flies so high with those lies of his.
Told us he’d be back home and that he’d only go away for a little bit
Guess times change and so do faces
It was all pretension and all I ever wanted was some attention
Wasn’t there for my graduation not to mention the tension
Never hit us up with a message
Didn’t follow his role guess he wanted a different act, let's face the facts.
A dad’s supposed to be there for his kids
Yet the kids are always on the phone trying to call and not fall
While he's always drinking feeling so tall.
This poem is about:
My community