I need you now more than ever.
I’m wondering why you don’t check on me constantly or at least check how I’m living.
Teach me what it is to be a man, so that I could easily sass out all the counterfeits. I’m doing it by myself, and I’m struggling.
How many tears and heart breaks should I go through to just realise these boys arent good for me.
Just do your job and be my dad.
I don’t want to go back to referring to you as a sperm donor again.