I'm told he had a,

"Rough childhood."

He did meth, pot, and a bunch of other stuff.

He would hit my mom when he was high.

He threw Taco Bell food at the wall.

When I was really little,

I heard the cops come and take him away.

He broke the bathroom door off its hinges.

He wasn't there when I lost my first tooth.

He didn't want anything to do with my little brother-his only son

because he has cerebral paulsey,

because he's different-not perfect.

My Mom and Dad divorced when I was two years old,

my brother was nine months.

He tried to break in once.

That was a scary night, he went to jail.

He didn't go to the hospital when I almost broke my arm or my ankle.

He didn't teach me how to tie my shoes.

This will be his third time to get married.

He's never been to one of my band concerts.

He told my brother that calling him David was a bad thing.

He is unreliable and untrustworthy.

He is my biological father,

Not my dad.

He's a teenager trapped in a man's body.

He is a dead beat.

And that's all I have to say.