Requiem of Broken Glass (Father)

Father?
Can you hear me?
Are you even on this side of the dirt?
Or are you lost forever? 

Ironic, the idea of six-feet under being
A world away 
Or did you just leave? 
Or was it me? 
I have so many questions for you 

Was I the replacement for my half-sisters? 
Did you prefer a boy? 
Perhaps I was a mere replacement 
For that stillborn infant now locked 
In a test tube? 

Was I simply your way of smashing 
that piece of glass in an attempt 
To scoop out the son that never was?
To bring him to life?  

Father? 
Can you hear me? 
Are you still alive? 
The only answer I know is that 
Whether you're miles from here 
Or buried with your name etched in stone 

You are still a lifetime far away