Father or Sperm Donor?
He barges in to my room like Zeus always a tyrant
One wrong word and I’ll be slapped in an instant
You haven’t been around for the last past seventeen years
Barely know my face and weren’t there when I shed tears
An expansible stranger in my life, yet on my soul has a negative effect
You showed me no honor, Used and abused, cursed and showed no respect
Like dust silenced in a corner you displayed us your goods on a shelf
And for 17 years I bit my lashing comments kept them to myself
Pardon me for my brashness or what you call sacrilege
But I’m done with your bullshit it’s driving me off the edge
Your sight makes me want to shred myself to microscopic pieces
As once your words cut through my skin as you called me feces
Not more than the executioner’s role you played during my short life
With words so poisonous like a whip showing no mercy lashing like a knife
To you I was blind misguided and stupid. Once you called me a donkey
You spat in my face criticized the way I saw things called me a monkey
Father? Do you even know who I truly am?
Do you know what’s it like to be part of a fam?
I don’t remember having you as a supporter honestly
So no you didn’t act your role right in this family
We never asked for money only peace so what’s the fuss?
So stop living for yourself and for once give a damn about us
“Go to your room you miserable piece of shit! Damn you!
Don’t say another fucking word don’t speak until spoken to”
I wondered endlessly how many times the razor will cut through
And fortunately only two in the world know about it so few
Though I share half my genetic code with you,
I’d be damned in the depth of hell if I shared with you a common trait
I swore to God and the pearly gates that my children won’t suffer the same fate
So tell me are you tired of playing dress up, oh pretender?
Coz a jack of all trades is a master of none, so surrender!
Surrender to the fact that you only act like a sperm donor
A selfish self-centered person never wanting to be a father
And all what I have to say after all these bitter years
One little piece of wisdom I learned after all these tears
A damn leopard never changed its darn skin
So little dreamer surrender you hopes in
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