Your daughter, you allow her to roam,
While you remain in your drinker's dome.
It's okay because your teenage son
Will watch her while you have your fun.
He doesn't need a happy life,
You've ensured him so much strife.
He should cater to you, **** his spare time,
Disobeying you is a crime.
But you punish in unfair ways,
Screaming, breaking things, making him pay.
You'll regret it some day, I promise,
His children you will come to miss,
For their cheeks will never experience your kiss.
He'll keep them, and himself, far away,
Repaying you for all the days you made him pay.
Nov 21, 2015
Nov 21, 2015 at 11:18 AM UTC
Your daughter, you allow her to roam,
While you remain in your drinker's dome.
It's okay because your teenage son
Will watch her while you have your fun.
He doesn't need a happy life,
You've ensured him so much strife.
He should cater to you, **** his spare time,
Disobeying you is a crime.
But you punish in unfair ways,
Screaming, breaking things, making him pay.
You'll regret it some day, I promise,
His children you will come to miss,
For their cheeks will never experience your kiss.
He'll keep them, and himself, far away,
Repaying you for all the days you made him pay.
This is a really personal piece. I am the boy.
