I’m sorry I hate you.
I hate you ‘cos you made me this way…
I hate you cos you stole my joy and left a bleeding soul.
I hate you ‘cos you never cared to mould me.
I hate you ‘cos I don’t know how to love you.
I sought your love, and hell was there to find.
I became your clown in your favourite circus
Your symbol made to amuse; a buffoon.
A shadow of a person so familiar to you.
Never would I be like your first; your pride.
I would always be a reason to chide.
Most nights I cried and dried
And at day, laughter became a farther stranger.
I’m sorry I was a disappointment
I’m sorry I let you break me
I’m sorry that my blood wasn’t enough to show you
I’m sorry I remind you of yourself.
I’m sorry I hate you, Dad.
I hate you ‘cos you stripped me off my core.
Always making me doubt my existence through you.
I hate you ‘cos I know how to.
But painfully, I hate you ‘cos I want to love you.