My Poems

Dear Father

Where were you?
I thought you said you were going to be there.
Oh, you were busy?
Doing what, playing games?
With some local whore?

I thought your kids were your world.
What happened to us coming first?
Oh yes, I forgot, you were "busy."

It makes me laugh how oblivious you are.

You tell us, you hated your father.
Since he was never there for you.
You want better for us?
Oh good.
So do the same thing to us?
Great.

You fill us up with lies.
Only thing is I don't believe them.
I've opened my eyes.
No longer blind.
So keep trying to stuff me with them.
You'll get no where with me.

Tell me all my flaws.
Tell me everything
That I enjoy is "stupid."
Go on, keep beating me down.
I'll bite my tongue, only because
You are my Father.

Say all you want about me,
But talk shit about my mother.
I'll snap.

Your sister tried to get in my business.
I tried to be nice. I really did.
Then you told me I was stupid,
I would never get into college.
And pursue the career of my dreams.

That's where I'll draw the line.
Then stop seeing you
For three months.

Once I'm back,
I guess it clicked.
You are no longer mean
Directly just to me.

But you still fill us with lies.
Only I see past them.
One day
They will too.