When someone ask me who's my dad? I tell them you are dead.
I can't call you dad cause you were never there to be the dad. My mother went through hell raiseing me because my anger was unleased
As I grew up in life; the pain raged out on everyone . Thou I was always
the quite one who never said much; I have so much to say. You walked away and never turned to say goodbye. The pain has taken over this bullshit story called life. I often wonder if you are dead; If not I pray I'll
be there the day you die; not to tell you goodbye but to pull the plug
to watch you take your last breath an die. I'll never forget what you did to me and mom. You are a dead bet to me , Ya I my burn in hell for this
but at least I got to be that dad that you were never ment to be. The best part of this is the man you were suppose to be is still running down your daddy's leg. So as you beg for sorrow remember you mugged me of my childhood I'LL BE THE ONE TO PULL THE PLUG !