There's times where I feel very angry and mad
Some people say I'm just like my Dad,
Sometimes I'm told his foot step I follow
I hate to hear I cuz its hard to swallow,
At times I get mad and act off of rage
so just like my dad I get locked in a cage,
I wasn't raised by my father what can I say
He wasn't there to brighten my day,
He wasn't there when I needed him most
As a little kid crying to hold me close,
He was to crazy to be my father
He was to young to have anything to offer,
some people say I'm headed to the pen
But I say to myself I'm nothing like him,
Sometimes I hate dealing with my anger
Cuz I'll look in the mirror and feel like a stranger,
maybe we are some what the same
After all its his blood that flows threw my vains,
Maybe there is some certain traits
Some things I got from my dad that we can relate,
I'm tired of making my fathers mistakes
At times I feel I'm headed towards his same fate
