Father Figure

Not to complain, but this is my experience about my own "fathers" most of the time.

As you were walking,

I saw you through the door.

You ran away oblivious before

Where you had been I could implore.

Before I was born,

You had already escaped.

My origin didn't exist

Because you hadn't even been taped.

The father of my brother came,

Pretending to care for him and me.

After he sent a letter,

The opposite was what I could see.

Someone else came along

Who was worse than anything.

He was too violent,

So a rope around his neck I wish I could sling.