Title: Done

Author: Invincible Fork (also known as Invincible Spork and Captain Oblivious)

Disclaimer: Actually, surprisingly, this is entirely mine. HA! The conversation somewhere down the line in almost exactly what went on during lunch today (when I post the poem)… I had to change my words a bit so it’d rhyme, but still.

Rating: G

Summary: My dad’s bad days have always outweighed the good. Well, I’m through with it.

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From early on, I knew you were different.

Didn’t know you were mad till you did it.

I’ve been walked on

Stepped on

For as long as I know.

Can’t tell your moods

As far as I can throw.

Can’t talk back because it does not good.

All things considered, it just makes it worse.

This itching for love

Has turned into thirst.

Good days are good when you start to joke.

If you’re quiet, I can’t tell.

And I might as well choke.

I’m scared of your temper

I have been so long.

You once kicked a pinecone

When something went wrong.

Would I be the pinecone

If I said a word when you’re angry?

Would you hit me if I answered with something that would get me off the hook?

I’ve always been smart

And you’ve only seen a part.

If I proved you wrong like I could have so many times, 

Would it do any good? You’d probably flip me a dime.

You’d tell me to leave, to get out of your face

To not be so snippy, and such a disgrace.

Don’t tell me to do things

I’ve already done.

I’d tell you my life

If I had one.

Don’t ask me a question that’s stupid

And then get mad at me when I point it out.

If you wanted an answer,

For God’s sake, hear me out!

“Did you go over your math today?”

“In math class? Sure.

“That’s what we do, you see.

“Or hadn’t you heard?”

“I guess I should be more specific,” you spit.

Then two minutes later you stomp out and split.

What was the point, I wonder, in deciding to quit?

It was a joke, or didn’t you know?

That’s not the first time I’ve done it.

What is up with you?

Does your heart really hurt?

Is there a reason

You’re treating us all like dirt?

You can’t be subtle.

Never could, never will.

Your attitude was hurtful

And it is still.

Your bad day

Gives you no license

To treat us this way.

And I know that

You’re not just around to pay.

What is your problem?

Does the world revolve around you?

Because it’s not just us you treat this way.

It’s everyone else too.

We don’t need to suffer

Whenever you do.

And I’ll tell you one thing:

I’m done crying over you.

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