Angry Poems about Family

Angry Poems about Family

Poems about Anger and Pain

There is nothing more painful than fighting between family members. Whether between parents who are married or divorced, or between siblings, there is nothing more bitter than watching people who once loved each other say painful things to one another. Family member know each other better than anyone. They know each other's vulnerabilities and can hurt each other in the most private and intimate places. So before you say something to a family member, no matter how much you think that they deserve it, remember, the pain of the memory of this encounter will last much longer than the satisfaction of a good one liner.

24 Poems about Bad Mothers and Bad Fathers

  1. 1. Always My Father But Never My Dad

    • By Allyssa
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2009

    I dedicate this to my real father because he was never there as I was growing up, so my mom's ex treated me like I was his and that's why I call him daddy because he's the one that I actually had!

    You Missed Out

    I'm sorry you missed out when I went to school for the first time,
    And you didn't have me tell you that you were all mine.
    I'm sorry you weren't there to take me to the mall,
    And you weren't there to tell me I have to stand tall.
    Sorry you weren't the one I saw when I came home that day
    Or the one I'd run to when I had a bad day.
    I'm sorry you didn't hear me write these; you'd have been so proud,
    And you weren't there to lift me up on a cloud.
    Sorry you weren't there to tell me there's nothing to fear,
    But then again you should have been here.
    I'm sorry you weren't the one to teach me to ride a bike,
    Or the one who took me on my first ride.
    I'm sorry you weren't the one who carried me on his back.
    That was my other daddy, the one I actually had!
    Or the one who held me tight when strength is what I lacked.
    I'm sorry you weren't the one to hold me when I cried
    Or tell me I did great when I really tried.
    I'm sorry you were never there to teach me how to cook
    Or there at night to read me my favorite book,
    I'm sorry me as a daughter is what you never had.
    You will always be my father, but you will never be my dad.

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  3. 2. Dear Mom

    • By Krystal A. Bayer
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    A poem written by a child who feels betrayed by a mother's leaving.

    Poem By Child Betrayed By Mother

    Dear Mom,
    You said you'd always be there
    But you're nowhere to be found
    I can't believe you left me
    I feel so low beneath the ground

    There's nothing I can do now
    I trusted you with all my heart
    But now you're gone
    You're the one who tore my life apart

    I've learned not to trust
    There's nothing more to say
    You've lost someone special
    You can't get back each day

    Now you're the one left in the dark
    And all of a sudden you feel my pain
    You expect me to take you back
    But you still feel you're not to blame

    I could never forgive you
    Even if I tried
    You can never make up
    For the lonely nights I've cried

    You will never know the feeling
    Of losing the person you need the most
    To laugh and cry and love you
    Instead of making you feel like a ghost

    I've moved on with my life
    Without you by my side
    My pain has kept so long
    I'm telling you how I feel inside

    In a way I want to thank you
    Because of you I'm strong
    I just wanted you to know
    I didn't turn out wrong

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  5. 3. Blind

    • By Jack Mcifco
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2008

    This poem is how I feel. Even if I'm ashamed of it, it's a big part of my life, and it changed me.

    I'm Not Like You

    You are blind.
    You can never see
    All the anger built up in me.
    I hated life,
    I wanted out.
    You didn't care.
    You would just shout.

    I felt so alone,
    Thought I didn't need anyone.
    Turns out I just needed a mum.

    The black sheep,
    I was never a part,
    Furthest away from your heart.
    Things have changed.
    I'm growing old.
    I don't need you;
    You still feel cold.

    I'm now out of sight,
    Out of mind.
    I don't need you, I'll do all right.
    I don't need your blessing
    Or your cash.
    Without your help I'll make a splash,
    Land on my feet with a crash.

    I'm happier than ever.
    My life's brand new,
    And most of all,
    I'm not like you.

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  6. 4. Mother

    • By Anna L. Harman
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems June 2018

    The story behind my poem is the abuse and neglect from my own mother. I used all that pain and turned it into something beautiful to help raise awareness of abuse.

    Abuse From Mother

    Like the sea and the sky,
    We reflect each other, you and I.

    Past the moon and the stars,
    You promised you loved me that far.

    Now all the lies you've told
    Have burrowed a hole deep inside my soul.

    All those memories we share,
    All that pain I cannot bear.

    You broke my heart
    Finding pleasure in tearing me apart.

    Because of you, my happiness never lasts.
    Because of you, I can only find darkness in my past.

    You broke me down,
    Left me collapsed in agony upon the ground.

    You broke every promise that you ever made,
    But still for your sins I must be the one who pays.

    You stole my innocence that very day,
    Leaving me no other choice but to walk away.

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  7. 5. Father Everlasting Love

    • By DMC
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems December 2007

    The deep expression of a daughter filled with sadness, but it's replaced with anger for her father.

    Anger For Father

    Falling in my pit of darkness
    I sit upon the black rose of sadness
    Dreaming of a day filled with happiness
    Only to end with loneliness

    Open eyes wonder why
    Looking at life pass by
    My hollow eyes begin to fill with crimson tears
    As you still don't see the fear

    My life starts to darken
    As my heart become broken
    I am trapped in shame
    For you I blame

    Father everlasting love

    The love I hold for you is dying
    Why do you keep on trying
    Listen to my story
    For I do not feel sorry

    What's wrong with you now
    Your smile is upside down
    Is it cause I'm taking a stand
    Or that you now want to give a hand

    My love is never lasting

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  8. 6. My Dad

    I recently got in touch with my dad after 14 years. Everyone warned me not to get my hopes up but I took no notice and I expected him to be amazing. When I met him, I thought he was great, but after about 2 weeks I realized that he wasn't interested in me at all. I have a little sister who he adores. I come second best to her all the time. I'm not jealous of her, but I wish he wouldn't make it quite so obvious that he prefers her to me. It hurts me so much.

    Poem About Disappointment After Finding Biological Dad

    I wished so much
    for my biological dad,
    but now that I've got him,
    I'm feeling very sad.

    My world, my guide, my father
    who I know nothing about.
    I pretend to laugh and smile,
    but really I scream and shout.

    I don't feel like his daughter.
    I feel second best.
    He hasn't made the effort
    like he has with all the rest.

    He is nothing special;
    that I now can see.
    He is scared and lonely
    and frightened, just like me.

    So much of my life
    has just been lost.
    I just want his love
    and things that don't cost.

    But he doesn't want to know.
    He won't even try.
    He's the reason I hate
    and also why I cry!

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  9. 7. I Needed You

    Not receiving the love that one needs from their mother.

    Not Getting Love From Mother

    When I was sad and depressed,
    I needed you to be cheer me up.
    Instead, I drank till I was numb enough not to feel anything.

    When everyone was attacking me and putting me down, making me feel so low,
    I needed you to be the one to defend me and be on my side.
    Instead, I endured all the cruel words and criticism the world threw at me.

    When I lost all my friends and had no one,
    I needed you to be that only friend I had left.
    Instead, I experienced what the word "friendless" really meant.

    When I was scared and frightened,
    I needed you to be my security blanket.
    Instead, I had to live in fear.

    When I was angry and full of rage,
    I needed you to calm me down.
    Instead, I kept it all bottled up inside.

    When I felt so lonely and needed someone to care,
    I needed you to hold me tight and never let me go.
    Instead, I grew up alone with no one to turn to.

    When I was hurt and in pain,
    I needed you to come running with you healing ways.
    Instead, I remained scarred and bruised.

    When I would inflict self-torture, wanting to die,
    I needed you to stop me and tell me how important I was.
    Instead, I hid my scars and became oblivious to everyone.

    When I would cry myself to sleep at night,
    I needed you to wipe the tears away.
    Instead, I held my pillow tight while never-ending tears streamed down my face.

    When my world was crashing down on me,
    I needed you to be the one I ran to.
    Instead, I locked myself in my room in complete despair.

    When I felt unloved,
    I needed you to tell me how much you loved me.
    Instead, I learned the words "I love you" are meaningless.

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  10. 8. How Do You Call Yourself A Mom?

    • By Taryn
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems April 2009

    I wrote this poem just now about my mom and how she makes me feel.
    When my parents got a divorce my mom went back to her old boyfriend. And now she neglects me and my 2 older sisters.
    I have a tough time knowing my mom isn't around to show me the ropes. But it's her choice. I still love her. But it doesn't seem like she loves me anymore.

    Poem About Broken Relationship With Mom

    Looking in your eyes
    Tells me something's wrong.
    Never began to realize
    You've neglected for so long.

    It seems you're never there,
    You never really try,
    And every time I want to be with you
    You make up stupid lies.

    I feel as if
    I'm just your friend,
    That you hate being around,
    So don't pretend.

    Don't say you love me
    With that dreadful tone.
    It doesn't make sense
    Why you never answer your phone.

    It's pathetic to know
    You had three daughters,
    But you have nothing to do with any of them;
    That truly makes me wonder.

    Sure our family has had problems,
    But not that bad that you can ignore,
    So if you expect me to stick around,
    I'll walk right out of the door.

    You wonder why I live with dad.
    At least he does try.
    Daddy has always cared about me.
    Do you know how much this makes me cry?

    I feel like you're dead
    Because you're never there.
    You're dead to me.
    How is that fair?

    I have never done anything to hurt you,
    And your boyfriend comes before me?
    That's bull crap, Mom.
    Pay attention to me.

    It's always poor, poor, pitiful you.
    You always have problems.
    You tell me your troubles
    Like I'm supposed to stop them?

    You used to call every day
    Just to see how I was doing.
    Now it's like you don't own a phone
    As my emotions are brewing.

    It's so hard not to cry
    Knowing my mother is barely around.
    I see girls so close the their mothers,
    But it's as if mine is already in the ground.

    Do you ever cry over me, Mom?
    Do you ever stop and wonder
    About how I am doing?
    You're just a silent thunder.

    I hate loving you.
    There's no point if it's not returned.
    My sisters hate it too.
    I feel like my skin is in a blazing fire being burned.

    Trying to smile
    When I'm with you, never seem to faze me.
    You were always the "cool mom"
    But now you don't care about me.

    So now when you need me,
    I hope you know I won't be here.
    I hope one day you read this
    And it brings a world of fear.

    I don't want your hugs
    And fake understanding.
    I want a mom
    Who is never-ending.

    I'm sorry, Mom,
    But I gotta say
    I'll always love you
    But never look my way!

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  11. 9. Can You Hear Me?

    • By Nichole Kay Milgate
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2009

    When I was about ten or eleven, my parents got divorced, and I was devastated about it, so I started to rebel and then my mother got rid of me and shipped me off to my dad, which I was happy about that, but I still blamed myself for the divorce and her sending me away. I had many experiences with drugs, cutting, depression, and anxiety after that and now that I'm almost 18, I'm getting my life back on track and looking forward to a brighter future. I've forgiven my mom and we are building that relationship up again.

    Where were you when the tears fell?
    When the blood began to flow?
    Where were you when I was scared?
    When all my skies were gray
    And I lost all hope?
    Where were you through all the years?
    When it all began?
    Where were you when I was hurt and bleeding, when I needed you?
    Where were you when I was sad and in jail?
    When there was no strength left,
    And where the hell are you now?

    When it all came down and the walls were crashing in,
    All was lost and gone, and when I fought?

    Where were you when I stayed up and cried myself to sleep each night
    And I tossed and turned?
    And where are you now?
    That I'm stuck and there's nowhere to turn?
    So I ask you this, where will you be
    When the walls come down again?
    Where will you turn when the tables turn
    And there is no where to hide or no one to blame?

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  12. 10. Thank You Dad...Not

    • By Jw
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2009

    Thanks Dad. That's all I can say.

    Thank You Dad.. .Not

    Thanks for believing in me.
    Thanks for showing me you care.
    Thanks for holding my hand.
    Thanks for being there.
    Thanks for being the best.
    Thanks for making me glad.
    Thanks for loving me with all your heart.
    Thanks for being my dad.

    ^Now after every "thanks for" add "never."

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  13. 11. My Father And My Dad

    • By Michael J. Souchereau
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    Why do some abuse the ones they love the most and pay a price that leaves them out of the house?

    Poem About Son Loving Step-Father Vs. Real Dad

    Hurrying to pack up all your stuff in the middle of the night.
    All because your Mother and Father are in another abusive fight.
    You hear all that yelling and screaming at such a young age.
    It feels like a scared dog that's trapped in its cage.
    But your Father beating your Mother until she can't take it no more.
    I walk out of my bedroom to see her bloody and lying on the floor.
    I was only three years old, but these memories still run through my head.
    No wonder all my life I told everybody, that my Father was dead.
    He did nothing to help my Mother with my sister and me.
    Mom was always working her fingers to the bone to take care of us three.
    Then she met someone who put us all first in his life.
    Together they had a baby and he made her his wife.
    He has done more for me than my own Father has, and that makes me mad.
    But that's why he'll be my Father and you'll always be my dad.

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  14. 12. A Child's Plight

    • By Shaina Nelson
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    How sharp the pain when we depend upon a parent for help and they don't come through.

    Poem About Mother Not Interested In Child's Struggles

    Where were you
    When I struggled to get home

    Where were you
    When I needed someone to confide in

    Where were you
    When I needed help

    Where were you
    When I was alone

    Where were you
    When I had nothing

    Where were you
    When I was scared

    Where were you
    When I was forced to bare myself

    Where were you
    When I needed helping hands

    Where were you
    When my life dwindled on life or death

    Where were you
    When I lost my sense of reality

    Where were you
    When I was being defiled

    Where were you
    When I was being filled with hate

    Where were you
    When I was surrounded by anger

    Where were you
    When I wanted to die

    Where were you
    When I wanted a hug

    Where were you
    When I needed confidence

    Where were you
    When my life was asunder

    Where were you
    When I felt used

    Where were you
    When I lost all sense of right

    Where were you
    When I began to forget

    Where were you
    When I began to deny

    Where were you
    When I sought only self-gratification

    Where were you
    When I desired truth

    Where were you
    When I desired understanding

    Where were you
    When my Mother wasn't to be found

    I know where you were
    You were watching me

    You were watching me
    Begin to hate myself

    You were watching me
    Be defiled

    You were watching me
    Struggle home

    You were watching me
    When I needed help

    You were watching me
    Deny the truth

    You were watching me
    Seek truth

    You were watching me
    Be surrounded with anger

    You were watching me
    Be live for and with hate

    You were watching me
    When I was alone

    You were watching me
    When I needed a confidant

    You were watching me
    Lose my sense of self

    You were watching me
    Seek after my own demise

    You were watching me
    Fill my cup with self-gratification

    You were watching me
    When I needed more hands

    You were watching me
    When I was scared

    You were watching me
    Be forced upon

    You were watching me
    As I was in need

    You were watching me
    As death knocked at my door

    You were watching me
    Need love and attention

    You were watching me
    Lose self-esteem

    You were watching me
    When I forgot truth

    You were watching me
    Believe lies

    You were watching me
    When I sought understanding

    All this time you only watched
    My own mother ONLY watched.

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  15. 13. Dear Mom

    • By Katrina Randklev
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2011

    I am a survivor of child sexual abuse by my father. This is one of many of my reflections on how the abuse has not only changed my life forever, but how it has completely killed any happiness in my life as well. I am 25 now, 26 next month. My father has been in prison for the last 19 years for the abuse against my brother and I. His earliest release date is for July 22, 2024. He will be 74 then. I hope to God he never lives to see outside of the prison walls.

    Poem About a Miserable Life

    Standing in self-hatred,
    drowning in my tears.
    Looking back on my life,
    what I've been through the past 18 years.
    Living in my brother's shadow,
    everything I do and say,
    wishing somehow things would change,
    praying for a way.
    Same old crap just another day,
    living this evil life that was created just for me.
    Starving for love, affection, and attention,
    I know none of this is how it's really supposed to be.
    I try to be strong,
    even though I feel so weak.
    Feel like just giving up,
    but I won't accept that level of defeat.
    Pretend like I'm always happy,
    although I'm never really okay.
    Waiting for this pain to end,
    that I feel every stupid day.
    It's hard to say what's wrong,
    when nothings going right.
    Hard to keep myself going,
    when I've been blinded by sight.
    This pain is never ending,
    it just goes on and on and on.
    It's all so unbelievably real,
    I just wish it all was gone.
    Trying to pick myself up,
    when I've fallen so far and hard.
    But I don't know where I'm going,
    It's all so very dark.
    My heart is weak, my emotions sore,
    I do my best to never let it show.
    But deep down inside I feel like,
    I'm dying and nobody knows.
    A lot of messed up thoughts,
    run through my head constantly.
    I just wish I didn't live,
    this life of MISERY!

    Written by: Katrina Randklev

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  16. 14. My Father Left Me Behind

    • By Jessica Farley
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    A daughter bemoans her fate. Her father has left the house. She will grow up without a daddy.

    Poem About a Father Leaving

    Leaving behind others to take your place,
    Carrying on your name, walking around with your face,
    Knowing you got left behind,
    Wondering what's on my father's mind.
    He didn't even think to try.
    To leave my mother with tears going down her face,
    Left me only to embrace,
    Only for me to ask her why?
    My mother can give me answers;
    My father left behind.
    For he can give his love to another,
    But can't give his love to me,
    My mother would give her life,
    As she's given life to me,
    My father I hope to love.
    Will he ever really love me?
    He can take and make a life and keep living on,
    But what is it like to live without a father,
    He doesn't even know,
    Because he doesn't even care,
    He left me alone.

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  17. 15. Tell Me

    How do you forgive someone who can't be forgiven?

    Poem About Bad Parents

    Tell me how to love someone
    who doesn't love me back.

    Tell me how to respect someone
    who doesn't deserve my respect.

    Tell me how to trust someone
    who betrayed me so badly.

    Tell me how to care for someone
    who never cared about me.

    Tell me how to speak nicely to someone
    who only spoke down to me with bad words.

    Tell me how to get along with someone
    who brought me nothing but endless tears.

    Tell me how to get close to someone
    who caused me so much pain.

    Tell me how to forgive someone
    who hurt me so severely.

    Tell me how to open my heart to someone
    who broke it to pieces too many times.

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  18. 16. Set Her Free

    • By Nita
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems November 2007

    Almost a month after I wrote this poem for my aunt, which he never saw....He went to my parents house and waited for my mom to leave for work but she didn't have to go that day. I guess he left and came back. He walked into my parents' house where my dad was reclined in his favorite chair watching television and he shot him with a rifle through the heart, all because my aunt finally left him, she and my mom are identical twins and very close which he was jealous of. They let her stay with them. So I guess since he didn't get my mom he decided to take what was precious to her, her husband and best friend of 39 years. He then drove to her work to see if she was there and intended on killing her too. He ran for a week before he was caught in Mobile, Alabama. He was denied bond and now awaits his trial, please pray for our family and pray justice is served. Oh he was also one of the main deacons of our church!!!!!

    The Abuse Will Stop

    Why do you do this to her?
    Why do you make her cry and hide her fears so deep inside?
    Is she not beautiful enough or does she not have enough wit or charm?
    Why is that you make her feel like a dog that you have chained to the tree and trained to answer only at your beck and call?
    Misery and pain is what you have taught her to believe in,
    Will she ever get the courage to run and get away?
    To me you are the devil in disguise
    Constantly standing over her watching from the corner of your eye.
    Do you think you're perfect?
    Do you think that we should just sit back and watch her become more miserable every passing day
    Because you have taught her to believe that without you she can't get by?
    You credent, you rodent, you evil man in my eyes
    I see the truth and from me you cannot hide!!!!
    Some may sit back and watch you make her die inside,
    But as for me I will bring back that sparkle I have seen in her eyes.
    I will not cover for you I will not lie.
    I will not sit back and let your wickedness slowly kill who she really is so deep inside.
    Courage and bravery is what I will make arise from my beautiful aunt.
    You try to keep for yourself to hide your own pity and worthlessness,
    you are no better, you are no good,
    Wake up and face the truth
    Without her you are nothing but a menace to society
    A fake, a fraud, and a pitiful excuse for anyone to call a husband
    But even more you're not even worth having the title of being called a man.
    Let her go, let her live, let her be set free.
    Hide in your corner and reflect on what you are
    Because while you try to hold her there and constantly whisper how she is no good and can never do right
    I will be there beside her constantly praising her and directing her to another world far from you.
    She will win, you will lose and one day she will wake and see you for the beast we know you to be.
    All the misery all the pain all the tears and agony you have dished out
    Will one day come to haunt you and bring you down
    The way you have her.
    While you huddle in a corner so lonely and cry your selfish tears
    She will be happy and free to live her life
    And be able to finally become who she has always wanted to be...
    You're the devil on her shoulder I'm the angel
    And in the end the good always wins...Because you have to have her.
    I want to have her, you have to make her think you love her
    I just smile and she knows...It's a fair game
    Let me show you who will win, it will not be you, it will not be me
    But it will be her
    And she will finally be the woman we know her to be.
    I wish you well and bid you goodbye
    Because from this day you are nothing to me but a speck of dirt passing by
    You credent, you rodent, goodbye!!!

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  19. 17. Just A Title

    • By Marianne J. Farr
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    These biting words are enough to send chills up any mother's spine.

    Just a title
    Nothing more
    I am sorry to say
    We have no rapport

    Better this way
    Than playing pretend
    This is the way I have come to contend

    Just a title
    Nothing more
    I'm finally able to close the door

    You did this yourself
    All on your own
    I hope you like feeling alone

    I have tried too much
    Now I am tired of holding the clutch

    Just a title
    Nothing more
    Is what I have decided for

    You made your choice
    Now you must lie
    Now I see your chosen side

    Just a title
    Nothing more
    'Mother' now I shut the door.

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  20. 18. New Life

    • By Racheal E. Bartels
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006

    This poem consists of a girl expressing anger at her mother for not appreciating her. She finally finds relief when she moves in with her dad.

    Why can't you love me and accept me for who I am?
    I always try my hardest; I do the best I can.
    Can't you see how sad I've been?
    The way you treated me must have been a sin.
    For a long time, I've tried to make you proud.
    But instead of encouraging words, I get put down.
    Stop trying to live my life for me.
    I'm not a kid anymore, damn it, just let me be.
    You don't like my friends, boyfriend, or anything I do.
    Tell me, what the hell did I ever do to you?
    You married a jerk, who disrespects me.
    You always take his side, and turn against me.
    I've moved in with my dad and Joan.
    They welcomed me with open arms; this is my new home.
    They treat me with respect, and they love me for me.
    No matter what, I'm here for them, and they're here for me.
    I've never felt this happy before; happiness for me was rare.
    Now that I'm happy in this new life of mine, do you even care?

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  21. 19. Father Of Mine

    • By Amanda
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems August 2008

    A daughter grows strong, but she will not forgive her father for his violence and lack of fatherness.

    You Make Me Cry

    You weren't around to help me out.
    You left my life without any doubts.
    You were never around to help me out,
    You were always the one who would shout.
    Violence was the answer for you,
    Well guess what?
    I'm growing up to be just like you.
    I always wanted you around but no matter how hard I tried you would just make me cry.
    Father of mine you're not a man.
    To this day I won't forgive you.
    I have grown strong and I have been through a lot
    but none of my strength comes from you
    because your someone who NEVER came through.

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  22. 20. Learning My Lesson

    • By Kayla Schermer
    •  Published by Family Friend Poems July 2010

    My father never was there for me after my parents divorced when I was only 2 years old. This was my chance to tell him how I felt after all these years.

    I gave you a chance, let you in and tried to be your friend,
    I should have known, you wouldn't be there in the end.

    I wanted you to love me, I waited for so very long,
    I didn't want to feel the hurt, but you still did me wrong.

    I always had hope, I never wanted it this way,
    No matter how hard I tried, You always pushed me away.

    I should have known, You never really cared,
    You let us leave, You were never even scared.

    We never turned back, your own brother helped us board.
    Never caring what was ahead, through it all we sure soared.

    There were times, whether good or bad,
    When I was a little girl, I should of had my dad.

    You weren't there when I was young, You never got to see,
    You don't have a clue, You don't even know me.

    Every single birthday, They all went by,
    You never saw those candles go out, never my dad by my side.

    But you should know, I had someone there,
    He's special to me, and his name is Ger.

    But not even him can take away, all these years of pain,
    Through all of this hurt, there is still a lot to gain.

    Without even knowing, you taught me good lessons for life,
    I will do what I can, because my husband deserves a good wife.

    I will stick by his side, never let things go bad.
    Because I have chosen a man, who will always be a good dad.

    You have made me wise, much more than my years,
    All this hurt and pain, I have learned a lot through the tears.

    I have been so mature, much more than even you,
    What can I say, I guess you didn't know what to do.

    You think I don't know, maybe it's I didn't want to,
    But me being younger, I will always be more mature than you.

    I stand up for myself, believe in what I say,
    And always know, I treat people the right way.

    There is no more to say, nothing more I can do.
    Any chance of a relationship for us, is now and forever through.

    You threw that away, many years ago with the lies,
    Funny thing though the truth, you must know, it never dies.

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