Father In Need Of A Son Complex Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

I don't need your protection.
You are not my father.
You have what I call the father in need of a son complex.
You want me to be part of your family.
Yet I still barely know you.
Even with all the gifts you have given.
I far from ask for them.
A donation should always be kept anonymous for this reason.
Creating fictional debt is all in ones head.
Nothing legally binding.
Yet I'm suppose to allow you do as you please on my property.
I think not.
The way you treat me can be quite offensive.
Like I owe my life as daily servant.
You want to do as you ask with out question.
You make decisions for me way too fast.
It will eventually bite you on the rump, bumpy bump.
For soon or later one of decision your happily making.
Will be completely rejected.
And you will be stuck with whatever it is.
And I really don't care if you were intoxicated.
And I don't want your million apologies or excuse for acting like a jerk.
I could say it in other not so nice verbal slurs.
But why make it any worse.
I'm not your son, just get over it.