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My struggles with my Dad.

When you raised me I never questioned
No matter how weird, it never lessened...

No matter how little you spoke
It felt natural
No matter how little you cared
I remained formal

You shielded me from the world
locked in shadows
Afraid of the days
When you'd have to let go

I cried for saturation
you screamed damnation
You hindered my situation
unless it fit your indoctrinations

Now I'm older
Slowly growing bolder
Crying in pain
Yet the situations just another blood stain

You twist the knife every chance
When I question you dance
Afraid to take the blame
No matter the evidence
You always feel the same

Ignorance is bliss
I'll be your rationality
Because of you
You've added to my dis-functionality

Even though I've explained in detail
You still see yourself as one to hail
But because of this things have grown stale

I've got to make a choice
Should I exile and rejoice
Or once again use my voice

Tired of the pain you cause
Tired of hearing the same old clause....

One things for certain 

If you lose
It wasn't easy to choose

But I deserve better
Take care of yourself
Even though I know I loved you better