This poem I wrote about my biological father. Him not being in my life as a child and turning up when I was 16 was a big thing. he turned out to be nothing like what I wanted.

When I was younger I used to think
what if you were here
would you be nice
would you be mean
would you love me as much as I want to love you
is it wrong to wish you loved me
is it wrong to hope my life could start over
so you could see me grow
so all the tears I shed
you would see
every word I said
you would hear
is it wrong to wish you here
is it wrong to think of you?
I now you know you well
and wish that I had never met you.
I wish none of the bad things you did were true
and that you never said the things you said
That a real dad would never say to there daughter
I know now the perfect image I had of you
if far from the truth
you are not the father that I wanted there for me
I never want you to be there when I graduate
I never want you there when my son is born
I never want you there when I get married
I never want you back in my life
Just as you didn’t want me in yours when I was born.