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I messaged you my father

To ask about my sisters birthday cards,

But it seems it was too late,

On them you’d already made your mark,

I had messaged you, my dad

And you stabbed me straight in the heart

And I fell apart as you blocked me

And as you put up your guard

Because I never actually asked for you

I never wanted to talk

The reality is still masked for who?

It was you who kept choosing to walk

Now the reality is really screwed

For all the pain you’ve caused

You lied to them about my existence

You pretended I wasn’t alive

Your wife said to keep your distance

And she wears the pants, that’s fine

But there is just such a big difference

Between bossy and crossing the line

Because in this instance there’s been victims

Of all the decisions you two would highlight

It’s not about the suicide attempt I made the day you said bye

And it’s not about the fact you spent year wrapped up in a lie

It’s not about the fact I have no dad, mum, auntie like why

Would you take my sisters from me

That’s unforgivable and as cruel as I can identify

My initial message was to ask about them

And you made it all about you

You said you don’t want to communicate with me

But what? Because I never asked to!

The selfish man is at it again, making it all about him

A family man but his family can never be all together within