I'm Sorry...Dad

• by Solangel Santoyo
• 2 years ago

My dad was deported for being caught with drugs a few months before I was born. He wasn't there for any of my firsts. He didn't see me until I was a year old and we moved to Mexico. I grew up calling my older brother dad because he raised me. I always wanted to be close to my dad, but he never seemed to be interested. My mom tells me stories about how he was so close to my older brother and how when he got back from work he would always play with him and would always do things with my him. But he was never there for me like he was for him. My parents divorced when I was 6. My dad wouldn't even buy me and orange juice because of his pettiness. My mom and him are both now married to different people. I rarely see my dad but enjoy seeing my little brother and sister. They love him very much. I love him too, but I resent him for not being there for me like he has been for my other siblings. I deeply felt the last words in the poem. He will always be my father but has never been my dad.

• by Liberty Starr
• 3 years ago

I can totally relate to this poem because my father was never around and my mom struggled. He left and moved to a different state, then married someone else and her kid. She and her son are evil. This year he tried to jump right back into my life like I would still love him and call him dad, but instead, I call him by his first name. Then he tried to buy my love, but I refuse everything he tries to buy me. My sister loves him and lets him buy her things. To this day, I say I hate him, but when night falls, I still cry myself to sleep.

• by Memphisc
• 5 years ago

My dad was never around. He was too busy doing drugs.

• by Angel
• 7 years ago

My dad left the house when I was 5 years old and he told me that he would never be coming back. I remember he told me to go to back to bed. When I woke up in the morning he was gone. I felt like I had been torn in half. Eventually I had to get over it and move on with my life.

I'm now 15 years old, and even though I absolutely hate my dad because he has never been there for me, I sometimes wonder what having a dad would actually be like for some reason. But I know that my mum loves me with all of her heart, and she is the one who has always been there for me and always will be.