dedicated to l.m.
my father puts food in my mouth,
and there he used to put his words too.
i was naive,
i was twelve years old.
i hope you can forgive me for that.
i fought you for years
with an opinion that was not mine.
we were young,
and i must have hurt you so bad.
i hope you can forgive me for that.
you hurt me too—
but that pain was justified.
at least you used your own mind,
i didn't even have one at the time.
i hope you can forgive me for that.
i said so many things that i never believed,
my father and mother influenced me.
i let them use me to hurt you, lucy,
and that is not okay.
i hope you can forgive me for that.
you might be an asshole now,
but i promise you that i've grown.
you don't have to worry about me
infuriating your mind with wrong politics
for any longer.
all you have to worry about
is your kleptomania and your insecurities.
i promise you that i have grown beautifully.
while you have taken this time to stoop so low.
i hope you can forgive yourself for that.
