Poetry / Bad Daddy (Analysis)

_{Despite the fact, come climb my tree, patronize me...

Can't believe, I produced your seed, piece of waste you are…

Without remorse, you feel none…your child cries for you…

Sight turns into blacks and grays…what else is to come…

This never-ending pain in my head…

I can't stand to see the sadness in her eyes…caused from you…

Why did you have to do this to her, I could understand me…

Her innocence speaks louder than any words…

Her face that of an artists best masterpiece…

The songs she sings, those looks I hate to see staring up at me…

I hope you suffer for your decisions, I hope the pain she feels comes back ten fold onto you…because its what I feel you deserve…

I hope the day doesn't come where she blames herself for your misfortune…because it's not her fault…you chose for her…

I try not to be that angry with you, telling myself you aren't worth it…

But I'm the one that has to see & hear what my child is going through because of it…

I know she's strong; she has more courage than you…

But it's so unfair what you're putting her through…

Her feelings are little…but she will still begin to hate you…

I hope one day you'll see…just what you decided to leave…}