donor

Donor You were never much of a dad so I call you my donor. You never stood up for me so I became a loner. Whatever she said is what took place in that house. I saw her as your dictator rather than your spouse. Why couldn’t you be there for me like any average parent would? Were you ashamed of me? Am I supposed to act like everything is fine between us because everyone says we should? It’s been years since I endured my troubled child hood and you still can’t come clean. Come Clean about the woman who treated me mean, while you stood by and left all the father figure work up to Jean. I once hated you but now I just tolerate. It’s just shame that you’re still not a man up but one day I guess you’ll meet your fate. So cheers to the deadbeat dad who’s now trying to fix things but in the wrong way. Though I can never see myself being close to you... You are my donor so the least I can do is have an ounce of respect for you…