You're Wrong

by Randee   Mar 21, 2005


When I was a kid,
You were my hero,
I wanted to be just like you,
You couldn't do anything wrong,
You were my dad.

Then what happened?
You left me,
But you were still there,
In the hell you called an office,
it's amazing,
I barely saw you and you were in the house the whole time,
Thats when I decided that I hated you.

You taught me how to play baseball,
Showed me how fish,
You were my hero,
Then you left.

Something changed you,
Was it the drugs or the work,
I don't know what it was,
But you've never been the same.

You kicked your own son to the curb,
You leave your little daughter home alone to go get high,
You aren't my dad anymore,
You are a monster.

I can't remember the last time we actually spent time together,
You are always sick or tired,
There is always an excuse,
You can never be wrong.

You say I'm always wrong,
And I was a mistake,
Maybe thats true,
But I used to mean a lot to you,
Now I'm nothing to you.

I hope you're happy,
Sitting in your office filled with smoke,
I hope you choke to death,
Or overdose on all those drugs you take.

I don't need you anymore,
Just you wait,
This mistake is gonna be somebody,
I'm gonna be famous,
You'll see,
I'll prove you wrong.

And when you die,
I won't be at your funeral,
I'll be on tour with my band,
Something you always dreamed of doing,
But didn't have the commitment.

Don't you worry though,
I'll go see your grave,
I might even bring a line of coke,
A syringe of heroin,
Or just a good old fashion bowl of weed,
And I'll leave them there,
I don't need them,
I'm better than that.

I hope you die a slow and agonizing death,
However you die,
It will always be to good for you,
I hate you,
I hate you with every fiber of my being,
Every atom of my body.

It looks like you're the mistake.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Clorissa

    oo babe that ones good me likey!

  • 19 years ago

    by Chelsea

    I loved this poem. No matter how many people would think that this poem is too mean. Hate is something you cannot change.....good job