Author's Note: I told some of you to be prepared. I'm at my dad's this weekend so I'm basically putting out years worth of pent up anger into my poetry. Yay for feelings. The rhythm is AABB to clearly state how much dysfunctional control there is.
I know I'm not what you wanted
I'm sorry you continue to be haunted
Sorry, daddy, that I still remind you of her
I never meant to be like mom, that's for sure
But who was the one that threatened me with their fist?
Who was the one that left me in the mist?
Who threw me away for a woman who was better?
Who was the one that disregarded my letter?
You were supposed to be my king, dad
The times we were supposed to have should have been rad
Instead you drowned yourself in greed
You began to destroy our relationship, indeed
It's not that I hate you with major passions
It's just that I hate all your past actions
Sorry I couldn't live up to someone like your wife
But I do not want your style of life
Daddy, while I hate what you've done
You should know it was you who begun
To create a woman who tries to see
All the good that she can be
I'm growing up now daddy, and it's time I moved on
To spread my wings far into the vast beyond
I know who I want to be now daddy
And I'm beginning to become her already
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