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Like father, like son.
Same face, same blood.
Same car, same house.
The difference: my mouth.
Montgomery, 6 foot male teen, white tee, sagging jeans, big black angry nigga.

Shut the fuck up.
You never fucking listen.
Always in the bathroom, always in the kitchen.
Always looking down on me, always talking down on me.
Stop!
Trauma it runs through the family.

Yelling.
Swinging.
Punching.
Drinking.
Smoking.

Yelling and swinging and punching and drinking and snorting and smoking.

Kissing.
Fucking.
Crying.
Lying.
Always trying.

Its too much, every day, it’s too much.

Big, strong, football!
Big, strong, basketball!

Pick one.
Pick one.
Just pick one.

Oh my god, look at what you did to me.
Oh my god, I hate the sound of car keys.

Shut the fuck up.
You never fucking listen.
Always in the bathroom, always in the kitchen.
Always looking down on me, always talking down on me, always putting your hands on me, I wish you would fucking quit.

I don’t believe in Jesus cause he wasn’t there for me.
I don’t believe in my dad for the same exact reason.
Every man in my life commits some sort of treason.
And then put the blame on me, as if I’m the reason why.

Father figuratively you hung me from the family tree because fruits of my labor fell too far.

And another thing, at least Jamie had Jackie, at least you had a big brother to show you right from wrong, I was given a broken compass and a torn map.

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