He yells & screams at me.
Though he is not my father.
He tells me I've fallen behind in this world. That I won't make it.
Though he is not my maker.
He tells my mother that she hasn't been good enough. That her child will not ever come of anything.
Though he is a childless man.
He tells me that is all my fault & doing that my life is the way it is.
Though he has never proven to be the man a father figure should be.
He has tried to hit my mother & I several times.
Though he has never once in his life experienced that abuse.
He tells me to grow up.
Though I have never seen a bigger child.
Sep 24, 2015
Sep 24, 2015 at 8:58 PM UTC
He yells & screams at me.
Though he is not my father.
He tells me I've fallen behind in this world. That I won't make it.
Though he is not my maker.
He tells my mother that she hasn't been good enough. That her child will not ever come of anything.
Though he is a childless man.
He tells me that is all my fault & doing that my life is the way it is.
Though he has never proven to be the man a father figure should be.
He has tried to hit my mother & I several times.
Though he has never once in his life experienced that abuse.
He tells me to grow up.
Though I have never seen a bigger child.
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