The Horrid Event
Please don’t tell me this is true!
Please don’t tell me that I’m starting to act like my father…
Last night was horrible!
I did everything I told myself I wouldn’t do!
I followed him when he was angry,
Got in his face, I tried to force my words on him…
Everything like that monster
Here I sit, apologizing like he does
Not giving up to receive that instant gratification
To know right now that everything is okay
Because I love him!
I don’t want to be like him…
But sometimes, I can’t help it
Maybe I should talk to my counselor Natalie about what I should do
Maybe some other kind of therapy where I can let things go
And never to that to the one person who truly cares about me
Today, I will leave him alone
Today, I might slip and send him a text
It’s like I can’t control myself
All I want is for it to all go away
This is me, but I want a better me
I also want to talk to him
Have him know how I feel
Have him know that he’s making it out to seem that I have to change
While he’s struggling on his own to change
But I seem to be not allowed to help me change
We’re both so stubborn and that’s why be bud heads
He may think it’s because we are too different
But I see it as we are too much alike…
Oh please God!! Please don’t let me be like him!
I don’t want to be like my father
And cause him to become like my mother…