Oh father, Dear father,
Was I ever good enough for you?
Was I even worth raising ?
Seems like you don't know or you don't care.
After all you like yelling, hitting,
Trash talking about your own child.
You were an adult, I was a child.
You were working, I was having fun.
You were busy but I need you,
Especially your love.
YOU ARE READING
The mind fucked
PoetryDo you like poetry? I do But the best poetry is when you talk about your life That's what you are going to read here Get something to eat or drink and enjoy
