Uncle

By blood or not,
You shouldn't treat anyone like this;
Pushing me around,
Threatening my life,
Spitting in my face.
You're an absolute disgrace!

In everyone's mind I'm still a child,
But to you I'm just a bitch.
All because I painted out your lies,
And refused to take it back,
Mainly because it fits.

But please,
Dear uncle,
Can you understand the fact,
That just because I'm not your kid,
You can't treat me like that.

Some days I want to strangle you,
And now I often wish I did,
Because then I would have the upper hand,
I'd have a stress-free life,
Without making you mad.

I wonder what your children would think,
Of their dad who smokes pot and drinks?
Would they be proud of you dear uncle?
Did you not think of them before yourself,
Or if your decision would effect them?
Because believe me,
Dear uncle,
It will,
And it did.

Im sorry you think I'm a spoiled brat,
And that I have no respect,
But the latter is true,
Dear uncle.
I will never have any respect for you.