Oh Father

  • I have a confession to make an I feel that you may label me as the others do but I will tell you anyway because its destroying me inside .... People used to tell me to believe in hopes an dreams so i did i believed in my true father i beileved someday i would leave the pain that my mother has brought upon me but , I only hope someday my mother would rise above man kinds feet an realize that her children are suffering from the fear of not having a mother

                                             I ask , I constantly ask myself "were am I , why am I here" but as I ask the question the question remains a question ....  I am Unknown to you, to her, to them, and to Me