I found his dog tags last night
Silver metal bent like a wrinkle in time
The indentations of letters written in reverse
A bastard last name from the acts like a curse
I wonder how much I'm like him
Was he quiet like me? Was he awkwardly thin?
Did we have anything in common besides hurting the people we love?
What's the connection between a father and son?
My father didn't raise me unless you count abuse
As a way to pay support or to cut ties loose
Maybe that's why I hate the taste of alcohol
And why I won't risk being a bad father
I won't be one at all
