Fists clenched so tight that my hands turn white

Cause bitch, I trusted you and you lied

Don't wanna be like my father

But my eye's are flinching

My stomach gets lighter

Don't call me Junior

Don't wanna be a son, sometimes

Keep my hands to myself

Just don't know why I felt this way

Love,. Hate. Fear of anger

Violence from dangerous stupidity

That's why I'm not part of the family

Hate has a face

Wipe your mouth