Father X Another letter comes in the mail Its stamp is upside down On purpose, I know you as I know myself I can't stand it I hate how we're so much alike. Another phone call, Your mock-cheery voice on the line Oozing sarcasm Talking of trivialities I hate being of your blood. Another visit. Every time you hug me I feel the cigarettes in your pocket They hurt me, you hurt me Everything you do hurts me. Leave me alone. You complicate me. I'm afraid to love you. I couldn't really think of a good title, but oh well. The confusing letter I got from my father today inspired me to write this. He and I have a, um, bad relationship.
