Y.O.U. Poem by Cherish Bernstein

I'm so disapointed in you,
I actually thought,
Thought that you wouldn't,
Wouldn't grow up to be like your father,
But sadly you have,
Your exactly like him,
You act like him,
Your anger is just like his,
Your dangerous when you're mad,
You might as well be him,
You get abusive when you are angry,
Just like your father,
You addictions are the same as his,
Your actions are him,
What is your source of anger,
Is it him of something else,
How can you stop,
Or is that impossible for you to do,
Just don't become like him,
Don't be come an abusive prick.