I get it, I know that look. I see it all the time when I look in the mirror. and we both sigh cuz here we go again, the downward slope has come. It’s that time again where the world is bleak, everything’s numb but also we’re feeling too much, nothings good anymore and all we do is snap and bare our fangs in annoyance. Cuz we’re one and the same. Sometimes I see ur face in mine. Ur eyes. Ur hair. Ur smile. The twitch in my jaw, in the same spot when ur angry…And yelling at me. Screaming and dragging my name thru the mud bc wat? I’m not good enough? I didn’t live up to ur standards and expectations? I’m so stupid. So so stupid and annoying and such a fucking disappointment. A burden, disgrace and dishonor to our family. But wat family? This “family” was nvr honorable to begin with. It’s full of alcoholics, drug addicts, wife beaters, rapists, pedophiles, child abusers, adulterers. There’s nothing to be proud of or uphold. But at the end of the day all u see is him. And now we’re looking at the other side of the coin. The face that peaks out thru the cracked mirror. Him. He ruined ur life. He’s the villain to both of our stories. Our plots r intertwined and suddenly we’re tumbling down the rabbit hole called the blame game. Now it turns into me being him. The Man U hate most. U see him in me. I have his eyes, his devilish smirk, his obnoxious laugh, his angry face that spits foul words left and right. The arrogant upturn of my chin as I “look down” on and disrespect u. U blame all my negative attributes on my father and take all the credit for my good ones. But it’s not urs. I built this shit from the ground up. Me. Not you. Never you. I will never be like you. Sure I bite and sometimes find those cruel words that you’ve said come out of my mouth on to innocents. But I catch myself. I always catch myself. Cuz I’ll never be like you. We’re worlds apart and I can nvr forgive u for being such a shitty parent. So wallow in the misery. I’ll let u slip away into the abyss, and watch as ur eyes grow glassy from all the pain and suffering you’ve had to endure. bc my eyes do the same. And not once have u held me in ur arms and truly cared.

















