You are my father,
For whom I’m not grateful.
But you made me leave,
And now I’m not replaceable.
You lost your temper yet again.
And you hit me in the face.
You pulled my hair so god dam* hard,
And shoved me out of my embrace.
I stayed up crying all night long.
And you apologized for being mean.
You acted like nothing happened
Like ''hey everything’s peachy keen!"
But the next morning.
I ran away from home.
I went to my mother’s house,
And found I wasn’t alone.
You hurt my family,
And took my pride.
You've been an ass hole,
And you've always lied.
I’ve been scared to tell you how I feel,
And I know that then my life wasn’t real.
I live somewhere else,
So now you cant touch me.
I know you’re my father,
But I guess you’re not that lucky.
You told me if I left,
That you would kill yourself.
If you’re that fu**in week,
Give me the gun,
I wont hesitate,
I’ll shoot you in the heart myself.
To take all my pain away.
I’ll shoot you in your face
To blow those evil eyes out of your head.
I’m sorry daddy…
But you’re better off dead.
