Why now?
Why do you want to be a dad now?
Enlighten me.
How come you want to get involved
right when I stop caring?
Why when I'm almost sixteen?
Call it rotten timing.
Just one day,
"Oh, that's right, I have two kids.
I think I'm ready to be a dad now."
You are a stranger.
No, I don't hate you.
I'm not even sure if I love you.
I feel only anger towards you and a little pity.
Everytime you come around
You scew me up mentally.
Everyone blames me for our "rocky relationship."
"You shouldn't give your dad such a hard time."
What do you know?
It's not my fucking fault.
You go fifteen years
with the one person you're suppossed to look up to
lying to you over and over.
Then see how you feel about him.
When that happens to you, then we can talk.
Just answer my question.
Why fucking now?
Why not when I wanted you to be my dad?
Why not when I needed you?
Because I sure as hell
Don't need you now.