Daddy

Smile in anticipation because I've been good.
Why then is there no sign of my hero?
Thought he'd be here at five. Maybe I misunderstood.
I have everyone's sympathy; just a placebo.

Stand at the window robbed of joy,
watch the driveway overtaken by night.
How could you do this to your little boy?
I stifle cries with all my might.

Staring out into the dark,
I dream of having his approval.
Alas, a little fish in a world of sharks.
Infatuation without remedy or removal.

Later on there would be a call.
I was sure. He always would.
With every ring hopes did fall.
Excuses, like him, were just no good.

Why was I not enough?
The thought I would often ponder.
"World's not fair and life is tough."
Yeah, yeah- but a boy still has to wonder!

Years later; I hear from him often.
Role reversal of shark and fish.
A stone heart; impossible to soften.
Fulfilled is a childhood wish.

Supposed to see him this afternoon at four.
How long had he stared out that door?

I would call. I always did.

A cold bastard grew from that sweet kid.