Don't bother

I don't want the world to read this

So it needs to come out

I can't just sit here, not saying this

The elephant is starting to eat up the house.

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I am sick of using metaphors

Sick of evading the reader and trying to out fox him

I will use names, yet, you as a reader

Are obligated to not whisper a thing

Mutter only mumbles to your pets that do not understand English

Because what I am going to write

I am deathly afraid of saying
I am dancing over fire

Dad, I never want to be like you
So wrapped around money, the green becomes your ring
It rings you around your emotions, almost choking you

I see that you want to escape

But your addiction to it, makes me sick

I never experienced you in my childhood

Your anger management never made me want to experience you much

You care about image so much

But you care about your image so much

That you have no one to show it to

You are lonely

You get jealous of me when I'm out on the weekends enjoying life

When I'm doing things you can't

You wan't me confined

So that the jealousy stops

I won't stop

I am going to live

While you yell at the wife you used to call beautiful

While you always want to escape and when you escape you feel like catching up

I see what money does to you

You can't relate to people

It alienates people
It alienates me

You wonder why all these assistants have been leaving you

That's because you're crazy

All you care about is work

Where does it go?

To buy me a better life?

Well shit dad, haven't you realized?
I'm already living a better life than you

You just want me to stop.

Money will never be an issue to me

You, will always be

Your anger to me

Your dissatisfaction in me

You only say "I love you" when you have an audience

You only say how good I've been doing to others at your office

They simply smile, but
Where does that go?
How about saying, "You did a good job Eric"
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Is that too hard?
Well, you can write it out to your "friends" at the office

Who avoid you

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There,

I said it.

I used to want to love you

Now the separation is beginning to start

The umbilical cord is getting cut

Get ready to start appreciating what is lost dad