Sorry. My Dad Died When I Was Six
written at age 16
I'm 16 now
I've learned quite a lot on my own
Everything was finally getting better
...Until you came back home
You move in the house
Like you own the place
Who do you think you are?
Just get out of my face
Please
You just try to act all innocent
Like you weren't gone for 10 years
Well guess what daddy
I've gotten over all of my fears
I don't need you to be here for me
I don't need you to be around
I've managed on my own if you can't tell
Now please, just leave this town
And don't come back
So what if you're my real dad?
Nothing I'm proud to admit
But what makes you think
I'm just going to accept it
That you moved back in
And tried to be my dad again
Trying to take on the father role
"Please, give me one more chance again"
Why should I? You left on the first try..
"I don't know you"
I say with a cold stare
I want you to leave
The door is right there
"I just want to pick up the peices
And put them back together now."
I look at you in amazement.
And say, "Sorry, I threw the peices out."
I'm better off without you..
Dad