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Hey dad,
Hey dad,
do you remember what you told me during that 40-minute drive?
Rambling and ranting cuz I just couldn't understand why
why my last name wasn't his
cuz why accept my stepdad as he is?
Maybe you just wanted your last name to survive.
You drilled it into me as I was only five.
Oh woah
over and over
repeating my own name
till I said the one that satisfied you just the same.
but I think I liked it better the other way.
Hey dad,
do you remember all the schedules that we bounced through in my youth?
Nothing ever really worked, but you seldom let that be the truth.
I'd close my eyes and find a book to read
to be anyone that wasn't me
to be able to fit into your charade.
Did you remember I was just in second grade?
Oh-woah
over and over
you over-compensate
because you want me to belong in this family that you've made.
But I know when something's up
when things are too good to stay that way
Did it occur to you that I was only eight?
Hey dad,
do you remember when I slept in my stepmom's office in tears?
you used manipulative tactics you'd been using for years.
Raucus laughter from the living room
Latin men, their wives and booze
left me sleeping on the floor of a drafty room.
I'm not fond of that step-family
my stepmom always late to come get me
to the point where I'm left crying at the school.
Such a lucky little eleven-year-old fool.
Over and over you say
things will change
but after all this time things are still looking the same.
You were fighting Mom in court
Not for me
It was for yourself
and gosh I really hated being twelve.
Hey dad, do you remember my old therapist who called you out?
Who said you made no time for your daughter in the here and now?
She called you a narcissist
saw the gaslighting for what it is
and I see why you made her stop seeing me.
That was a few months before I turned thirteen.
Over and over
even in quarantine
but at least then you weren't around enough to gaslight me.
I guess my destiny is to be seen but not believed.
Hey dad,
do you remember the state law that seemed to put me in my place?
that until fourteen came around,
the court doors were slammed in my face?
Do you remember when you told me you'd never take me away from my Mom?
That was a lie
cuz you still tried
and got it wrong.
Over and over
I've tried to get out
to destroy the vicious cycle I'm still in now
your lies turned into my self-hatred
you planted every seed
destroying every boundary with your ever desperate need.
Your need to have me in your life
I need my limits with you.
Fourteen years on earth and I know this to be true.
After everything you've done
after all the harm you've caused
Hey dad,
did you know,
I'm fifteen now.
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it's a lot of my emotions poured out into a very peculiar piece.