Clueless

You have given me
my freedom.
Not wanting us any-
more.
Calling yourself a dad,
but hating your own child.
Calling yourself a husband,
but hating your own wife.
How can you live that way?
Hating everyone in your
life, including yourself.
How can one hate so 
much?
You don't even have a 
clue when it comes to 
your children.
You don't even have a 
clue when it comes to 
your wife.
You don't even have a 
clue when it comes to
your own life.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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