I remember some weekends buried in Grey Goose, trying to feel some sense of numbing.
Wanting to drown out the little voices saying “daddy isn’t coming”
How do I rid my boy of a burden his heavy heart seems to carry?
Why was their father the one chosen for me to marry?
I don’t know what else to do to ease his pain,
How do I respond to “HE ONLY GAVE US HIS NAME”?
How do I make him feel he wasn’t born a bastard though his father’s never there?
When his father won’t answer his calls and he says “life isn’t fair”
Seeking his father’s love is destroying my little boy.
He needs that bond with you, stop trying to pacify him with a toy.
YOU HAVE NO RIGHT
To mess with his psych,
What happened to a father teaching his kids to ride a bike?
What happened to you teaching your sons to play ball?
What ever happened to a fukking phone call?
How do you say you’re on your way and they get packed and ready to go,
Their anger setting in because dad’s a no show,
“I don’t believe daddy anymore, all he does is lie”
Not having any answers when they question me WHY?
How can you be a deadbeat and say “I’m doing the best I can”
How can A grown child teach a boy to be a man?
Are you the kind of man you’d want your daughter to some day marry?
If not that’s who you need to become.
Not a man who makes a family then quickly runs.
It’s funny how you walk around proudly saying “yeah those are my kids”
Still you can’t undo all the damage you did.
I can care less what you do or who you’re screwin’
My concern is the little lives you’re going to ruin.
How can you walk around completely unaffected?
When your kids feel that by their father, they have been rejected.
When your son tells you, “dad I’ll be a better father than you
When I grow up I won’t treat my kids the way you do”
When you call and say I’m going by to see you and your son says “yeah whatever”
This isn’t about me; I don’t care if we’re not together.
You need to try and build a relationship with your children,
Love should replace the toys you give them.
A father’s love and bond is not found in material goods.
Evaluate what means more, your children or the hood.
You’re missing out on so much, there’s emptiness in them and only you can fill
That void.
Stop robbing yourself and your children of that father and child joy.
They look after each other to replace their missing dad.
I’m not telling you this to make you feel bad.
But you need to know, your children hold some resentment, your son has some
Hate.
You should take this into account before it’s too late.
This isn’t easy for your son, he’s taking it pretty tough.
He’s beautiful inside out but because of you, doesn’t feel good enough.
His biggest fear is becoming like the man that shares his DNA.
He doesn’t want to be like the father that with out a care, walked away.
He pushes himself to succeed in every task he takes on, thriving on perfection.
My praise is appreciated but it doesn’t ease your rejection.
Daddy dearest, you have no right to hurt your kids who love you greatly.
I’m running out of answers when they ask “why does my daddy hate me?”