You’re supposed to be my loving father

But you broke my heart and tore me down

Like I was something lacking a soul

You took away a piece of my spirit

And held it high; like a trophy

As if that piece was yours to take

You flip my words around

And tell me lies to my face

Like I was never blood to begin with

I don’t know why I keep trying

To find a new, better man inside

But I do, and it hurts me every single day

You won’t change your character

No matter how hard I might pray

Because you were born to be this hateful

And leopards never change their spots

(Sorry it got a little deep and personal)🥴