A piece of my life gone.
It's true.
For 10 years you've failed.
I'm blue.
I was a sail,
In a ship on the the ocean.
Ooo,
I see it now.
These daddy issues.
What is all this commotion?
I don't know how;
I haven't lost my tissues.
I date older boys.
My mind how it toys.
The daddy issues spread,
Like butter on bread.
I have a certain thing,
For dominance,
I become ominous,
As I take my last breath.
Ha,
A funny death.
My daddy isn't you,
My daddy isn't true.
No pa,
No dad,
No father,
No bother,
You mad?
On Jah!
Just sad like no other.
Don't say your my daddy cause I have no father.
YOU ARE READING
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PoetryPoetry has always completely held me together. It's kind like how you breathe oxygen. It's something I have to do. Poetry is something like oxygen to me. Without it I wouldn't survive. ~ remember love is a crime and I'll do the time for loving what'...
