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You have to excuse daddy

I didn’t have a childhood

I find it hard to relate to you

My early years were surrounded by grief, Addiction

Mom gone to AA cause daddy ratted her out being high himself

Dad gone to prison for destroying our home when mom got better and didn’t want him no more

He took so many of them anti depressants and tried to overdose, it ruined our thanksgiving for a decade or two

Self destructing family habits and unsolved mental illness surrounded by unresolved issues created hellfire

My entire being was based on survival.

Your entire being, thank god

is based on playing that damn Bluey Video game

Don’t you dare tell me you can’t do it baby girl

I loved when you tell me about your friends and which ones didn’t hug you today

Why you have an issue with how they play pretend

How you’re Sonic and I’m Tails and your auntie is Knuckles cause you think she’s big and strong

Going in my fridge to take whatever you want

My backhand would have gotten a backhand for that kind of gall

I had to change definitions learning and growing with you

Such as, what is speaking up for yourself?

Baby, you sure aren’t afraid to do it