You were suppose to tuck me in and kiss me goodnight, now I'm physically sick of your touch.
You were suppose to be there for me when the boys would break my heart, now you are the murderer who killed my heart.
You were suppose to tell me everything is going to be okay when I cry, now you are the reason why I drown my face in tears.
You were suppose to fight all the monsters that would come out at night, now you are the demon I am trying to fight.
You were suppose to be my father, now you are my enemy.
Thank you Dad, for everything.