"And now it's time to hear from "Father".

"Father,"

Oh, "Father," you never let me call you that… it was always "Tom". Now, dearest Father… it's time to say what I say, and mean it, too.

How can you possibly care for me more that you can care for your own kin and blood? You treat me better than 'What's-her-face' and 'What's-her-face' now has a daughter of her own. Please spoil them rotten like you've done to me.

There's nothing else to really say.

Treat mom worse than dad did, and I'll come back to haunt you to.

And, real father, this is a request: don't let Ainsley and Lizzie live with Mother and "father". They'll just dote on the "goodness" of having sex before marriage.

All my hate and God fuck you, too,

Lindsey

PS, cue Crazy

All day, staring at the ceiling
Making friends with shadows on my wall
All night, hearing voices
Telling me that I should get some sleep
Because tomorrow might be good for something
Hold on, feeling like I'm headed for a breakdown
And I don't know why

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough, you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

Me, talking to myself in public
Dodging glances on the train
And I know, I know they've all been talking about me
I can hear them whisper
And it makes me think there must be something wrong with me
Out of all the hours thinking
Somehow I've lost my mind

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough, you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

I've been talking in my sleep
Pretty soon they'll come to get me
Yeah, they're taking me away

But I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell
I know, right now you can't tell
But stay awhile and maybe then you'll see
A different side of me
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little impaired
I know, right now you don't care
But soon enough, you're gonna think of me
And how I used to be

How I used to be
How I used to be
I'm just a little unwell
How I used to be