HE’s MY FATHER yet HE’S A STRANGER

HE’s MY FATHER yet HE’S A STRANGER

In my sixteen years of existence, I never felt his presence. Eventhough he’s just there on my side, all I can see is a stranger… someone I’m afraid of, someone I’m shy of and someone whom I really do’t know.

WHY? Because he left me… he broke his promises… he married another woman… he chose them over me… and he could be happy even without me… so, I will never ask him anything about his responsibility because at the very first place, I’m just his daughter (no more… no less!)

He may be the best father for my siblings, he’s still the worst father for me. Imagine? He made me feel like a trash, dump over there because I’m just an innocent kid… no knowledge… no everything… in short, USELESS! But now? He’s back to pick me again because I know something… something useful! He treat me like a pet… a fake pet… no feelings to be considered and no reason to be loved!

Now, tell me… where’s justice and where’s happiness? Is that the kind of father you’d like? You’d love? And you’d wish for? If I’ll be given another chance, I’ll choose to be a pet… a real pet. At least when my father and my mother was gone, I’ll still have someone that will surely love me until my last bark.

I live my life for fifteen years without him. I grow up without him on my side. I survive this cruel life without him. So, I could lways live my life without him. For he’s just my father and will always be a stranger!