I'm sitting outside the hospital, waiting for my sister. Our "dad" is having surgery today to remove cancer. I don't want to be here. Not because of the obvious reasons, but because I haven't seen him in almost two years. He doesn't care about me. Why must my heart be so Good? He's not even my biologic father. I still hope he's okay. Wish us luck. (I have other reasons on not wanting to be here)












