When I think about my dad, it gets me mad,other times sad and glad,
When he left back in 86′ he was being a little bitch,
Runnin away from life, was a huge sacrafice,
My step dad was cool,
But sometimes a fool,
Always havin problems,
Didnt know how to resolve them,
Took it out on my mother,
Everyone knows I love her,
That fuckin pissed me off,
SO I PISSED HIM OFF BACK!
He got really mad when I told him he wasnt my dad
Which was my fault, because I was young,
And didnt know how to control my thoughts,
When I was 13, I saw my dad for the first time since I was a baby,
It was a great 4 month ride, while it lasted.
Left the day after my 14th birthday without even saying goodbye,
it made it even worse because my step dad died 2 weeks prior.
Died 2 weeks before my birthday, and 1 day before my sisters bday(2-14-82)
RIP DAD 2-13-01.
Never got to say goodbye, and I feel bad
last time we talked we had a fight,
Died in his mid 30’s, Fuck you god
This was the day I stopped believing in this shit
All those childhood sunday morning church visits? wasted.
Done nothing for my family.
Life is short, live every day to the fullest. Something I havnt been doing well lately. Family= no christmas, no thanksgiving, barely a family. Anyone doubt me? Yeah well fuck you. Mess with my mom, and Ill kill you. NO hesitation. So much anger, frustration, hatred, all within me. One day its going to all come out, and I feel really sorry for that person. Does anybody see it in me? probably not. Does it irritate me? Sometimes. Suicidal? Nah…fuck that shit. Doesnt even cross my mind. Grew up with that shit in my family, terrible thing to experience.