My father was my Grandpa
He taught me how to survive
How to make fire out of some dry twigs
How to respect nature
And ask her to let me live
My father was my Uncle
Who taught me about cars
He took me fishing
And took me camping
And treated me like a boy
My father was brought out of books
He was Long John Silver
And he was Dumbledore
He taught me how to be strong
And he taught me right from wrong
My father was my Mother
She came to all my plays
She alone has heard me sing
She warned me about boys
She tries to give me everything
My father was a sperm donor
That is what I called you first
My mom says you were…determined
(Stalkerish was the exact word)
So why should I call you dad or father?
You've done none of these things for me
You saw that I was a girl
And it filled you with disappointment
Because a son was what you wanted
And when I think of it I laugh
Because your daughter is more of a man than you
