Final Thoughts

Do you still think about me?

Do I ever cross your mind?

Do you ever wish to see,

How much i've grown inside?

Do you ever ponder,

How it is you make me feel?

Because I always wonder,

Did that promise ever have a seal?

Do you ever hesitate,

To pick up the phone and call?

Just to see how I'm doing?

Or are there no feelings at all?

My father is what I used to call you.

But a stranger is who you are now.

No matter what I do,

My existence doesn't matter anyhow.