dad you left when i was young
even before i had a perfect tongue
you look at jack like he was god
so proud of him,not me, thats odd

jack was in sports you went to them
when i went out you blew me off again
i was neglected and abused by your hands alone
but whose fault was that, I guess it was mine
mine alone

By ofwicca

Just another bipoler depresant looking for a way out