Hello Guardian
I see you've come back again
You never did seem to stay away for long
And here I thought last time you'd caused enough pain
But of course, you never could believe in what I thought
Rather you forced upon me
Vague images of what I was not
Even after I fled the only place I'd ever called home
You saw it fit to chase after me
Like the obsessor stalks the prey
Helpless to see past what it wishes to be
It almost hurts me to see you so caught up in misguided conceptions
That you can't even the see the falts in all your lies
I believe your own fatality will be your final deception
Guardian
(Because I refuse to call you anything more intimate right now)
I can't hate you
Because I know when you reach your final, destined fall
I will pity you despite my best of efforts
And a pitied hate is the same as a perfectly indestructable glass wall
I've spent too much time breaking down the ones you already placed around me
To waste time reconstructing them for you all over again
Guardian I loathe, and now forcefully
I call you the simple word 'father'
Let me tell you now while we're not spending time fighting
If you ever touch me, look at me, or speek of me again
I will not hesitate to call you nothing
I know you're much too proud for that
Good evening, Father, and thank you for this little chat