Lack of a father figure while growing up.

Never bothered me, because I had a back-up.

My grandpa showed me what a real man is.

Now I can't wait until I have kids. My father was selfish,

all he ever did was set bids.

I'm 13 years old, and my dad is back in my life.

Everybody deserves a second chance, but I guess I was too

nice.  My heart since has been as cold as ice.

I'm 17 years old, a senior in high school. 

Writing scholarships, so I don't turn out like you know who.

Stressing over where I should go to college and where I will gain the most knowledge.

The day he walked out, was the day I decided I would never pout. 

I give 100%, and try to support my family,

because he never did.

One word that describes me, would have to be determined.

My family says that my dad would have just been a burden.

The End