not a father

you were not a father.

not the slightest bit like one should be

when you touched me down there

and told me it'd be okay

i havent gotten over it

not to this day

you are not quite a father

you come home stoned

dazed you look round the pisser of an apratment

glazed are your eyes

when you tell me its fine

you arent a father

you lack all qualities of one

you disapear for days and spill all your problems to me

i'm only 14, let it be.

you will never be my father

you call me little b***h 

and scream till ive cried and my skin itch