i cant believe you
everyday you look into my eyes, everyday you see the worry i have. everyday you know your son hates you but you dont even bother to even try to make things better, or even try to help around by doing the most simpliest things to make your son happy or even to love you more. you make no absolute sense. you have all the time in the day to have all the errands & some more to done but you sit on your fucking ass in front your damn computer all damn day long. YOU MAKE NO SENSE. i network too & i dont need all day to be doing that shit. what bothers me even more is that you know your sons paying FOR EVERYTHING, & you still make him come home from work & do YOUR errands. now how fucked up is that? you said you had it hard when you were younger, NO you dont know the half of it. i prolly could be living better in vietnam than being your son. how does that make you feel? oh wait, you dont feel anything unless your drunk. are you gonna ask me for a couple bucks so you can walk to 711 and get some brew? you should know how lucky you are to have son like me. i left a world where i could be just about the greatest person alive just to help you. no not even you. i came back for the kids. the kids need me. YOU DONT NEED ME. emotionally you hate, & dont care, & use me. im done. so dont bother trying anymore. as soon as you pick your two fat ass feet up from the water i will be gone before you can even notice it. you are a tremedous pain on my heart & mind. everytime you start drinking you cry to your kids about how you are going to die or kill yourself. you play this role almost everytime you get drunk. ITS GETTING BORING. i cant even shed a tear for you anymore. your so fake. your such a caniving liar. if i knew that my children hate this much to say or even just a quater of this? i would feel like the worst person in the universe. & you sit there like its nothing. your so selfish you can cry about how you have it easy but you cant cry about how you cant do anything & making your children work hard for you & not appreicaite it. i have tried so hard & still trying to understand your perspective, your twisted point of view. but i just cant. i have so much anger from you i think it can last me ten lifetimes. its so hard to be nice to you because you dont try, trying counts in my book but only to an extent, you clearly passed it a long time ago and im letting you have it easy by not trippin on you. your a single parent so try to be a good one. you do you always seek to have a man in your life when you should care about your children first. you say things that arent even true to my friends. oh my chilrdren first, my fucking ass. why cant you just be more americanized i mean you are half white. its rediculous. youve live in the us for how long? your a us citizen. get your shit straight. you make my blood boil someday soon im going to have a heart attack from all the stress you put upon me. & i bet 100 dollars you wouldnt even know its because of you. its funny because you only cared whenever i shave my head thinking its because im gonna go be a monk. what the fuck do i look like? im a chirstian & i use to go to church two times a week & you cant even remember. you dont even know what i like. you dont even know my favorite color. im real with you because i have to love you. if i didnt have to love you i'd be ken with you. shit.
