Today I turn seventeen. Another year has past.
Another day gone by. Another minute wasted.
But I'm still caugh inbetween this stupid family feud,
I think it makes no sense. I think I'm gonna miss you
Again. But it's not your fault this time.
Why aren't you here? Why don't you understand
That I just don't care. Just once a year
Isn't enough time to see you.
The child support checks aren't enough
To support this child's heart.
Why don't you want to be a part
Of my teenaged life?
I just want you here.
For my birthday.
Today I gaze in the past. Another broken heart.
Another poem wrote. Another hate-filled conversation.
But it's so hard to believe I took in all that shit.
I never raised my voice. I should've wrote you off
Again. But it's not my fault this time.
Why weren't you there? Why didn't you understand?
But I still don't care. A yearly visi
Was all of you I could stomach.
The child support checks weren't enough
To patch the hol you dug.
I'm glad that you weren't there
When I was growing up.
I just want you dead.
For my birthday.