A fathers son.
You soak yourself in alcohol,
Then call yourself a drunk,
You beat your son on a daily basis,
Pretending it’s all his fault,
Little do you know,
He’s accustomed to the abuse,
So much so he truly believes,
His of little or no use,
You say that’s how you raise em,
That’s what your daddy did,
But deep down you realise,
This life isn’t meant for any kid,
You always promised to change,
Forever things stayed the same,
One day he’d had enough,
And hung himself with blame!
(2014)
