his hands

His hands ..... his hands that grows me up his hands..... his hand that trusts my ability his hands..... his hands that believes i can make it his hands .... his hands that didnt only him .... even when the world left me he ddnt only him stands by my side only him gives that love i deserve only him Just my daddy he z my hero just my daddy if it is to write ,i would ink the land just my daddy if it is to speak ,i would fill the taps just my daddy if it the ocean would be ink ,would dry just my daddy Sometimes he doesn't like me at all sometimes he makes me feel worthless sometimes treats me like stranger sometimes acts so rude to me sometimes has never been a friend but sometimes