'Dad'
that's what I call you, of course
even if I don't see you as a father
but you don't seem to care, as
a matter of fact you don't ever care about
anything that goes on around you
especially me
Last I saw and heard, you were downstairs
still wondering why I
have never, can never, won't ever
please you
Lately I don't particularly
care either, I don't understand and I
am indifferent to you
Is this what you call a family?
putting your children, your flesh
down for struggling? And why are
you walking away? Is this
how things are supposed to be?
I've spent years and years hearing
"You can do better!"
"You aren't even trying! You're smarter than this!"
"Why didn't you get an A instead?"
"Keep acting like this and you'll turn out as dumb as the rest of the world."
"Stop acting like a ******* idiot and grow up and be the
smart person that you are! ****!"
I don't want to see you, you're downstairs though
because this is all you ever say to my face
I don't even want to know what you really think
Do you even care about my happiness, dad?
Did I make a mistake staying here?
fortunately for you
i'm glad you
don't want me
because death is definitely
more than an option at this point.