Farther from father

I feel like a slave,
Chained to the wall.
I haven't shaved in days,
Feels I've become a lost cause.

Did he ever care,
Will I ever know?
Was all this for real?
I guess it's time for me to go.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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