I hate to be this way right before Thanksgiving Day, but there are some things I gotta let my dad know. Ive come to the realization that I'm grown and my father has been grown for a significant amount of time more than my time spent on this earth. There is no good reason why I can't communicate my feelings and thoughts.
Dad, I don't come to see you because when I was around you didn't appreciate when I was there. I rarely received gratitude for doing things you overlooked, didn't do or just plainly didn't think about. It was made clear that we would be better off not being around each other which was the reason why I moved in the first place. Dad, I don't call you on the phone because when we lived together we couldn't have a decent conversation without one of us feeling some sort of way. Dad, I don't act like your friend because you never wanted to be my friend. You chose to play pool with Patrick, watch TV and to just not be bothered in anything regarding me. Dad, you wanna know why I don't talk to you? you can't keep ya trap shut. At every moment, I hear about what I am or what I'm not doing concerning you. You never tell the full truth, you never tell people how you fucked up. You only tell people some painted and glossed story making you seem so innocent and I'm not having it anymore!
Yes, I've held a grudge against you for some time and it's past time that I got all of this off of my chest. You were purposely distant in my adolescent years and pulled your magic reappearance when mom died. You tried to act like daddy do good all too late in the game and I didn't need someone to tell me what to do, I needed someone cool to relate to. I needed the closeness of a parent that you never provided. When the opportunity came up you wanted to be bossy and to live how you thought I should live according to your standards. too late pops... way to late.
The added tension to our poor excuse of a relationship is the fact that i"m a homo. I used to consider myself bi and had feelings for both. I pursued feelings for a chick and it didn't give me the desired result. I'm not thrilled that I'm a full homo but it is what it is. You can go from wherever you may from that point with bit of info that you would like to go. No doubt that you'll go run to someone and tell them another half truth and paint yourself mighty once more and I'll be some black labeled child. Shrugs shoulders and throws up hands. I forgive you for what you did but I will not allow myself to be placed into similar situations in the future for complications. Life is too hard to have you adding to it. I gotta make it with or without you. Your actions thus far have proven to me that you would rather not be a part of my life. Again, do what you will. I've forgiven you and I'm moving on.
Whooo, I did it! I'll let you know how it goes down when it actually comes out my mouth.
Just Keep Wondering...
Dad, I don't come to see you because when I was around you didn't appreciate when I was there. I rarely received gratitude for doing things you overlooked, didn't do or just plainly didn't think about. It was made clear that we would be better off not being around each other which was the reason why I moved in the first place. Dad, I don't call you on the phone because when we lived together we couldn't have a decent conversation without one of us feeling some sort of way. Dad, I don't act like your friend because you never wanted to be my friend. You chose to play pool with Patrick, watch TV and to just not be bothered in anything regarding me. Dad, you wanna know why I don't talk to you? you can't keep ya trap shut. At every moment, I hear about what I am or what I'm not doing concerning you. You never tell the full truth, you never tell people how you fucked up. You only tell people some painted and glossed story making you seem so innocent and I'm not having it anymore!
Yes, I've held a grudge against you for some time and it's past time that I got all of this off of my chest. You were purposely distant in my adolescent years and pulled your magic reappearance when mom died. You tried to act like daddy do good all too late in the game and I didn't need someone to tell me what to do, I needed someone cool to relate to. I needed the closeness of a parent that you never provided. When the opportunity came up you wanted to be bossy and to live how you thought I should live according to your standards. too late pops... way to late.
The added tension to our poor excuse of a relationship is the fact that i"m a homo. I used to consider myself bi and had feelings for both. I pursued feelings for a chick and it didn't give me the desired result. I'm not thrilled that I'm a full homo but it is what it is. You can go from wherever you may from that point with bit of info that you would like to go. No doubt that you'll go run to someone and tell them another half truth and paint yourself mighty once more and I'll be some black labeled child. Shrugs shoulders and throws up hands. I forgive you for what you did but I will not allow myself to be placed into similar situations in the future for complications. Life is too hard to have you adding to it. I gotta make it with or without you. Your actions thus far have proven to me that you would rather not be a part of my life. Again, do what you will. I've forgiven you and I'm moving on.
Whooo, I did it! I'll let you know how it goes down when it actually comes out my mouth.
Just Keep Wondering...
