My father is a man I never understood,
I can count on one hand
All our memories together
Remembering whatever I could
My father is a man I never loved,
As his absence altered my confidence
My highest moments, I simply shrug
My father is a man I never respected,
My womanhood is frail as
He’s my first rejection
My father is a man I never trusted,
His unconditional love comes with terms
An inner child, now corrupted
My father is a man I never knew,
As the phone works both ways
Even for those at the age of two
My father is a man I never found,
Despite the traces of him in my skin
He doesn\'t ever stay twice in the same town
My father is a man I never convinced,
That I, just his daughter
Needed him
My father,
For he is just a man.