Father,


I have spent so long running after you in hopes you will one day look my way but you never, didn't you?
You won't care even if I ceased to walk do you?
Just like mom.

I miss both of you
(I hate both of you)

..Fine. maybe if I surpass you then you'll have no choice but to look at what I've become, what you have a hand in making.

I hope you're happy.


Regards,
The child you refused to face