A Chance To Breathe? Poem by Camacy Melville

Let me have my space
So I can breathe
You always all up on me, and that's why I look at you as a disgrace

Why you allways got to know what it is that I do?
Do you see me all in your business to see all about you

You say you can read me like a book
but it's evident that you missed a few chapters
I suggest that you renew it
Because I can assure you that you don't know everything about me

You made a mistake in your life that I hold against you
You may think that I tore it out from a chapter in my life
But just as you remember it, I do too

I can't forgive you for what you did
For, it'll stay with me forever
It has already been revealed, but however,

they say 'forgive and forget',
But that may be very hard to do
because you didn't tragic one person, but more than two

A lot to be exact, had people all in awe
To think that you would do this, took me by surprise
And when you try to be sincere, I see that same evil person in your eyes

I can't forgive
and I surely can't forget
because what you did was horrifying
and won't leave me to believe it won't happen again, until your deatn

But, why you all up in me
to know who's my friends, where I'm, at and what I do
You'll follow me footstep by footstep if it was all up to you

I can judge a person right
I know who I roll with
Can I say the same for you?
No, because most of your friends are filled with s***

You talk about the things I do
But really, what about you?
You do worst than me

It's funny, how you always can speak bad about people but,
when they turn to speak about you,
You either don't wanna hear about it
Or you say conversation done

It's funny, how you have no problem blowing up people's spot
But, when they return the favor and come to blow you up
you're quick to end the conversation
And it really just began

It's funny how you talk and pray to God,
and you're a hyprocrite
Cause when your on the phone you curse up a storm
and that's the same mouth that you pray to God with

It's funny how you allow yourself
to breathe the same air as me,
walk in the same house as me,
use the same bathroom as me,
watch the same t.v as me,
ride in the same car as me,
sit in the same seat as me,
use the same dishes as me,
drink from the same cup as me,
carry the same last name as me,
go to the same shop as me,
use the same language as me,
live in the same country as me,
buy the same style of sneakers as me,
try to be the same generation as me,
And still you want to,
hit me,
argue with me,
be around me,
want to be called my daddy,
want to befriend me,
want to use MY money,
want to laugh with me,
want to cry with me,
want to yell at me,
want to push me,
want to break the things that belong to me,
want to talk bad about my sisters, mother, and my extended family,
want to look at me like you want me,
want to hurt my mother,
want to steal my money,
want to come home late at night,
want to lie,
want to cheat,
want to be hot headed,
want to get away,
want to call me names,
want to make me mad,
want to be cruel,
want to sit and have a 'father-daughter conversation',
You seem to be good, but your more bad,

If you was to leave today,
I wouldn't miss you,
I won't shed a tear,
If I could do magic, my first trick would be to make you dissapear

Just, let me have my space
So I can breathe