Bye stranger
I guess I'll see you later
But don't bother showing any effort
As I'll be the one at your door begging for attention.

Remember holding my hand?
Yeah, me neither.
It's weird to say it out loud
But I don't think I know you as well as I should've.

I sit in the park and I look at them
They could've been us
But somehow I was just never good enough.


All the conversations
I can count them on my fingers
From the day I was born
Till present at 18 years old.

I don't know you
Even though you were always there
And somehow you make me feel bad
But I was only a kid who just wanted a dad.
© Eric Benjamin