I hate you more and more everyday
But that you cannot see
You’re too busy in your damn little world
To even listen to me

I’ve never been good enough
And in your eyes I never will
Well you can take and shove that
And go burn an eternity in Hell

I’m sick of your shit
And so is everyone else
I’d be so excited
To see you out of this house

You may be my father
But you’re never going be considered my dad
I’m never going to be like you
And that makes me so glad

So piss off
Get out of my life
I’ll be much happier
Without all your strife

 
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