Last night
You texted me
Trying to be buddy buddy
I don't work that way
This isn't your co-worker
This is your daughter
You are my father
I love you
Because I have to
I decided a long time ago
to forgive, not forget
all the lies you've said
and the made up stories you've told
Let's watch this thing unfold
I try to be bold
Something you never taught me
You scold
Blaming everything on the stupid phone
I'm so excited for you
To stop contacting me
Look at how selfish love can be
I just wanted a card
Our relationship is marred
I never knew
a father's love
could be
conditional.
I'm glad you treat your son with respect and love and affection
At least you bought him something for christmas.
It's funny how you want to blame it on the power of words
"you asked for nothing, you got nothing"
wouldn't you think I'm trying to build a relationship?
Of course not!
Or that I wanted to save you money
No way.
I just "care about myself" and "have no regard for value"
It's also funny how you hate all your own traits
but refuse to acknowledge them
and blame your kid for it.
You
are a funny fellow.
One thing I like about you
when you aren't creating hell--
oh? you miss me?
you never know a good thing until it's gone, they say
and they are right; I knew you then and I know you now
Your relationship with God
resembles the serpent
who ruined the marriage
of two innocent people.
Here is the church,
Here is the steeple; open the doors
There's all the people
You won't ruin my marriage
I don't want a dance
I don't want your tears
I don't want you at my graduation
Where have you been all these years?
All work, no play
Unless you're in the bedroom.
You push your kids away
and blame it on
money
If you had some saved...
oh no, because you're addicted to
pornography
you're in debt up to your neck
I expect
Nothing from you
You give me
Negativity
You act like a child
Like a little baby
Where's your mommy now?
She's calling me on the phone
asking my about college and my future
She asked me questions about
Where I'll end up
You don't give a flying fuck.
Back to Christmas
I confront you about it
The conversation gets heated
Not to mention it's all over text message.
You are ridiculous
Fighting with your own child
Wow, you're so tender,
You're so goddamn mild
Sleep in heavenly peace, my friend
When my wedding rolls around
please don't attend.
