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Dad(Description gives you info that sheds more on the poem)

I can read, dad
Pictures aren't books
I made a friend, dad
How did that happen?
I can walk, dad
Now you learn to run
I can speak, dad
Now you get your degree

We won, dad
You struck out once
I can score, dad
$100 never will
I'm good, dad
Too small to be great
I learned to write, dad
Next, the typewriter

I got an A, dad
If you didn't then I would be ashamed
I want to talk, dad
Well, I want a clean house
I want to achieve, dad
Got a long way to go
I think I tied my shoes, dad
Double knots?
I made all stars, dad
Should have been all state
I think I enjoy this, dad
Good less of you to learn about
I miss my fish, dad
Well you tried to kill the guy

I miss seeing you, dad
Yeah, ok
I dream of being you,dad
Too much like your mom
I love you, dad
That's one of us

I was the MVP
No one else show up?
I feel sad, dad
Marriage is worse
I feel tired, dad
I'm tired of waiting for you to be something
I am alone, dad
I'm not surprised

I hate you, dad
First time we feel the same
I will be a hero, dad
You ain't worth shit
I'm joining the army, dad
You buy your own grave

I think I'm in love, dad
I think I drank too much
I'm getting married, dad
When do you sign for divorce
I have a son, dad
Another one of you to ruin my life

I'm dying, dad
I'm already dead
Goodbye, dad
Good riddance
I'm gone, dad
Stay there
I'm lost, dad
No one to hear you cry

Written by CosiestPrism273

(Jordan Kunkel)

Published 27th May 2020

Author's Note

My dad was never great to me. It's stupid but it came to be my poem. Never did I hear I'm proud of you. Just yelled at for the mistakes I made. I love my dad and most is to tell a story from start to end. I haven't seen him in 2 years. We barely speak. I don't know what praise is. Never did. We all have our childhood. I was the son to a man with 2 faces. He lies to friends but destroys his own family. He is better but he was a drunk and a shitty father on that part. But I always had a fire because if it. I was the small kid everyone feared as I don't think I feared anything more than a rant as we drove home. His dad was the same way. Made him dribble 6 blocks and back same hand while next to him in his truck. I don't think it as abuse. He lost his dad and the family business after. Forgive