You are not my dad,
You may look like him,
But she has changed you,
Into someone I do not no anymore,
You said you hated me,
That's not what my dad would say,
You told me to get out of your face,
So I did,
I did get out of your face,
I hid I hid in the basement,
Where I cried,
Until I almost fell asleep,
If you were my dad,
You would be by my side,
Not by her,
And you would protect me,
Like a real father should,
But you don't protect me,
You don't want me anymore,
You say I disappoint you,
Well guess what you disappoint me to,
My heart is tarring,
When I am writing this,
Because you are my father,
And I am your flesh and blood,
But I guess that doesn't matter anymore,
Because both of you guys,
Take my Crimson Blood,
To where there is no life to bear,
You are not my dad,
You still may look like him,
But she has changed you,
To make you not my dad anymore! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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