Don't Need Him.

You are supposed to be in my life.
You need to be here and raise me too.
She is only one, what did you expect?

Did you smile when you turned your back.
Are you seriously that hateful.
Or ashamed I am your flesh and blood too?

Did you happen to look.
Just stare for one minute of your perfect life.
To notice you walked out of hers.

Where you even there.
To even care when hers shattered?
Did you even help pick up the broken pieces.

Or leave her alone to do it.
Did you happen to think.
Of just how much I might hate you.

Take the time to think.
I was just as much a mistake as you.
Something that wasn't meant to be.

Yet seven-teen years later.
Do you hear her complaining.
Or telling me how big of a screw up I am.

That's one thing I'm not Dad.
I don't take after you.
I don't ruin everything around me.

I care for the ones I love.
You are a heartless person.
Who doesn't even care.

Where were you all those years.
Not one letter.
Not one call.

Well guess what Dad.
I hate you too.
Enjoy your perfect life.

Mother and I shall enjoy ours.
With-out your un-humanly imperfections.
Of self-centered hatred.

©Megan - 2006