Blue's "Dis" Poem š
Iām fucking tired.
Iām so fucking exhausted.
What if I packed my shit and bounced just like your mother fucking dad did?
Like his dad did, like my dad and their dads did.
And you know whatās sad is
A man is...
Just a product of his upbringing
Lacking knowledge of what a man is
And now I gotta raise you into a man
but Iām ignorant to what a man is
Because these boys didnāt want to man up and handle their fucking dad Bizz
Helped create a life and now that life feels abandoned
I canāt even go into the next room
Because youāre afraid to be abandoned.
And nobody can say I didnāt give your dad a million chances
To be apart of your life regardless of the circumstances
Regardless of who heās romancinā
or his fucking finances
I never asked him for a dollar, heās taking you for granted
I would never fucking leave you
My love for you is bigger than this planet.
And Iām not just saying that out of habit,
Like an absent parents bullshit caption
under the filtered Instagram candid
The one they had to steal while lurking
cuz Iām supposedly holding you to ransom
Youāre my perfect little captive.
Isnāt it captivating? Your dad is so creative
False realities painted across his canvas
Do you even remember who your dad is?
Cuz the only time he comes around is when Its time to file taxes.
Or when he has a new bitch, thatās like āomg your sons so handsomeā
She strokes his ego and his dick then he starts with his crazy antics.
Thinking he could raise you better, like he has the upper hand and
the advantage.
Working a dead end job, I guess that means heās well established.
I donāt want to come off as bitter, so youāll probably never read this passage,
Gonna delete it, gonna make it vanish.
Iāll take responsibility for any future emotional damage.
Youāll find your own truth
In the end youāll see what your dad is
And why Iāve given up....
Cuz every conversation turns into arguing semantics .
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