Addiction Part Two

**This poem is too long and will not fit so I had to break it into two parts** When I speak my mind, and tell you how I feel, you get defensive. Claiming my facebook, sudoku, and everything I do online is a game. You don’t even know what I do online dad. You have no clue that I write. You have no clue that my one and only passion in life is writing. You have no clue what I write about. You don’t know who my friends are, Or even that I have these emotions. You know nothing about me. And no, I’m not blaming that on your game. Cuase this started long before your game, But what I am saying is that your game just extended our distance. I bet you have never even thought that I wrote poetry, did you? I bet you have never even thought that I have such strong emotions about things, to be able to write them down. I bet you think everything between us is just peachy. Well I got news for you! Most of these emotions I have, the bad ones at least, are because of you! I hate you! I’ve hated you for years. We used to be so close, I remember when I was little we used to play all day long. But now, now I have to say hi at least 5 times when I get home before you’ll even acknowledge that I’m there. Why can’t you see that I miss you? Why can’t you see that I love you? Why can’t you see that I’m here. I’m waiting for you to realize that this problem you have is putting a wedge between us, A wedge that I’m not sure will ever come loose. Why can’t you realize that you have an addiction? An addiction that’s killing our family?