My sorrow can mostly be blamed on you
You act as if it is I who has failed you
However, it is you who have failed me
Criticizing me for every mistake I make
And choosing to ignore, the stars that I have touched
Making me feel as though dirt is my worth
Even though it was you who turned to the alcohol
When I was supposed to look up to you as a role model
The hell you've put me through, has it satisfied you
Do you not understand why our father son bond is so distant
I know I have no choice but to love you
However I have chosen to do so from afar
It is much easier on my wounded heart
I must however, give you some credit
For if it were not for you I wouldn't be exactly certain
Or maybe not even exactly understand
What not to do