my lost love [do i miss you?]

time has given birth to grudges and plunges for there isn't a day that passes without me thinking of you pity i don't know you don't even have a short of you they say you are short, light skinned and you have my eyes that frown in my brow? They say it’s yours too countless I’ve thought of hating you but how could i? my heart still wonders what made you leave me not that i wanna miss you, or i miss you but this mystery bugs my balls from stories, you are a good man surely you deserved to be a father so tell me, was it my mother or my birth a menace my being, a multiplication of expenses a subtraction of happiness and a division of a goofy relationship father, yes i am calling your name though in my tongue so numb father used to be my uncle father is my pastor but whose my father if you father ain't the father dear father, please find me