Real Fathers

This is for all the little children who wait at the window
but their daddy never comes home.

Did you ever think of me?

I can't possibly count the number of times I have stood in
front of a window and thought of you....or waited for you.
But you never came.

Did you ever think that I needed you?
Did you stop to think that I worried about you?

Or did you even consider, even once,
that I hated myself because I thought I caused you to hate me?

You made a decision long ago to leave us behind.
Even though you did that, my mother never spoke bad of you.

But every chance you got, you put her down in some way.
You made false accusations to mask your own guilt.

During those 18 years that you were not in my life,
did you ever think of me?

Did you feel bad because you weren't there for my
first words, first steps, first date?

Or were you having too much fun to notice?

And why did you come back after all those years?
Years that left me torn inside...grieving because I felt discarded by you.

And why is it that is was so hard for you to say, "I'm sorry"?

Real father's don't abandon their children to seek happiness
in a bottle, a needle or other women.

Real fathers are there to kiss skinned knees and wipe away tears....
not cause them.

Real fathers love their children, unconditionally
And SHOW IT

I know now that it WASN'T my fault....
it was your CHOICE...and you made that choice long ago.

You have to live with that choice...
I refuse to carry that burden any longer.

All I ever wanted was for you to be a real father....
nothing more..nothing less

TOO BAD
by: Nickelback

From long days in the field
And mothers hands are serving meals
In a cafe on Main Street
With mouths to feed
Just trying to keep clothing on our backs
And all I hear about is
How it's so bad, it's so bad

It's too bad, it's too bad
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad that we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
Let's talk

You left without saying goodbye
Although I'm sure you tried
You call and ask from time to time
To make sure we're alive
But you weren't there
Right when I'm needing you the most
And now I dream about it
How it's so bad, it's so bad

It's too bad, it's too bad
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad that we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
Let's talk

Father's hands are lined with guilt
For tearing us apart
Guess it turned out in the end
Just look at where we are
Made it out, still got clothing on our backs
And now I scream about it
How it's so bad, it's so bad

It's too bad, it's too bad
Too late, so wrong, so long
It's too bad that we had no time to rewind
Let's walk, let's talk
Let's talk

No time, last one, let's go

~*~ Personal Note ~*~

There is someone that has told me I need to "let go" of the past.
Fortunately that person did not go through the same thing,
so I will just say...it is easier said than done.
When a father abandons a child, no matter what the reasons
might have been, it leaves permanent scars.
It is very easy to say forgive and forget,
but when that father never tries to do better
than he did in the past, does he really DESERVE forgiveness?
With God's help, I forgave, but I CANNOT forget.

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