LOST FAMILY

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I grew up knowing only half of my family

Nobody ever asked if that's how I wanted it to be

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No one stopped to think how it could affect the way

I would grow up knowing that somewhere far away

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There was possibly another branch of my family tree

That I would never come to know, who'd also not know me

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Why was it when the adults, decided that they must part

They thought they knew what went on in my childish heart

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They didn't bother to ask me what I thought or what I'd want

They treated me like a stick of furniture or some unfeeling plant

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It did not seem to matter as they chopped and changed my life

That my growing up without a Father could never be made right