Father'.

My father is a man, with a lot of promises, but never kept #them.

And the only day i could see him, would be in the #weekend.

I wish that he would love me, the way he #should,

and the fact that one of us is gay,

was something i thought he would #understood.

But like once again, i was #wrong, #mistook him for someone else.

My real lovely father, was #gone.

As kids, we weren't always that amazing, we did bad things,

so he couldn't always #embrace us.

And that is life, because some fathers are good,

and some fathers are bad.

Stephfathers could love a child, like it's their only #one.

I can't lie, my dad was a man of his #word,

But the world was tuff, so he didn't always get what he #deserved.

Three brother, two sisters, and two #babygirls,

Seven different #characters, but the youngest one, was the #pearl.

She was the treasure, always got #anything,

And we were jealous, but we were to scared to #mention it.

And he was #questioning, his word of a #man,

And always had a #plan, but it always ended #bad.

And he would hit #us, if he didn't like our #faces,

Different #places, he was a true #racist.

I want to kill him, for the damage he did to #us,

He cant be seen like a father, for us he was just like #dust.

But i can't kill him, because god doesn't deserve #him.

He must burn in hell, but those are not my #decisions.

God is still with him, and he must turn into a good #man.

If he has future #plans, with his #family....

 

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily