Dad & I

Holly McNarland

I won't eat for you 
And i won't sleep for you 
And i can't trust you- 
And i'm so tired, you won't fight 
I'm too heavy and you're too light 
The truth be told - that you fit the mold 
For the hate i hold,willl knock you over, 
Burn up your face 
And i take over this hurtful place 

Dad and I 

The creep embodied- 
Behind shifty eyes 
Treats much discomfort 
With your petty lies 
So i'll just sit here and take up space 
Just reassure me it's a hurtful place 

Dad and I