Little F****r

Little F****r

She tells me to have patience, that he will come around.

She tells me to help him, but he wants me to do all the work.

She tells me to love him, and he only ever hurts me.

So how can she ask that of me?

After all his stupid actions,

the rude things he says,

the names that he calls us, and  

the rules he breaks.

He knows what he does is wrong but does it anyway.

He is stupid. Thinking it's all a joke, that we are a joke.

He needs to wake up and face reality.

With the way he is going now, he will end up alone.

With everything I have, I just can’t care anymore.

Who the f**k does this f****r think he is?

He is an ungrateful waste of life that should die in a f*****g hole.

He’s always complaining when he grew up with a silver spoon in his mouth, food in his stomach, clothes on his back, and a roof over his stupid f*****g head.

The little f****r is an ungrateful waste of money, time, and life.

Author's Note

Warning: strong, angry, and intense