i was five when you left me in the care of a stranger. one i should never have been left with but you were busy too busy to see that things were bad for me but i never cried and till this day you still dont know. and i guess its my fault too for not saying something but at that age everything is just a game. you should have talked to me though told me how bad the world was but you were hardly around for me to even ask you questions. i had no one. you could have put your perfect life down for me but instead you decided to leave me to do whatever it was that you wanted to do. i needed you to be there god knows my dad wasnt you were all i had. i never asked for anything from you the leaste you could have done was love me. And now that im older i can accept that you will never change but i can never accept that you still wont love me.