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Monday, April 4, 2011

FATHER

NOW THIS MAN THAT I CALL DAD
HE CAN BUT HE WON'T
AT LEAST GIVE ME THE DECENCY
TO CALL ME SO HE DON'T
THE WAY HE ACTS I DON'T BELIEVE
A MAN TO BE A PUNK
BUT WHAT WOULD YOU THINK
IF HE REPEATS FOR YOU ARE NOT TO GROWN
TO GET A SPANKING
YOU GOT TO BE KIDDING ME
JUST THE THOUGHT OF HIM
HITTING ME
ENRAGES ME
FROM A TO Z
I CAN EXPLAIN
EVERYTHING
FROM LIES TO DECEIT
DESPISE DISBELIEF
THE CRY'S OF A LIFE
THAT PROVIDES WHERE WE SLEEP
A MIND THAT'S CONFINED
AND DESIGNED TO DELETE
THIS MAN IN A LAND
WHERE HE STANDS
OBSOLETE
I PLAN JUST TO PLAN
MORE OF PLANS I'LL COMPLETE
AND THEN WHEN THOSE END
I SHALL BLEND WITH THE SHEEP
THE LIVES OF THE LOST
AT ANY COST ARE WILLINGLY
WORSHIPING WHAT THEY HAVE HEARD
AND TO HELL WITH WHAT THEY THINK
WE'RE RAISED TO LAUGH AND PLAY
AWAY OUR LIVES UNTIL WE SEE
WHEN YOUR GROWN YOUR ON YOUR OWN
SEE THERE IS NOBODY BUT ME

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