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Hypocrite

I refuse to listen to your advice,
You have no right to give it.
Not with the way you raised your own.
I should know, we lived it.

Your verbal abuse, knew no bounds.
Common sense, was never there.
No matter how broken or hurt we were,
You simply didn't care.

You, after all, were the almighty king.
To whom, we were put on this earth to serve.
Your own verbal, and emotional punching bags.
Treatment we did not deserve.

And now, you refuse live except that past.
So you expect me to "just move on."
To forgive and forget all your cruelty.
My "holding onto it is wrong"

Well let me tell you something Dad,
You no longer have a say.
I choose to live my life free of you.
You can except that, or get the heck out of my way.

So, don't tell me how to love or raise my son,
Criticizing everything, I may or may not do.
My son, cannot comprehend parental abuse,
Therefore, I've already done MUCH better than you.

Copyright © Erica Gould | Year Posted 2017

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