burn in hell daddy

I used to be proud ..
love you all the time.
you were so quiet..
so still..
i didint realise..
how dead we really were..
the way you moped around
they way you always told me
you were this way because of me...
well that's not fare...
you know how i feel right now.?
like fucking stabbing you in your pathetic lifeless cheating face!
did you ever care for mummy?
or did you secretly beat her like you did me?
well im done with your shit...
now..
now its your turn to feel it....
the knife in my hand.. Now in your stomach...
and i find myself say...
merry fuking Christmas.. Santa came early you dirty fucker!!!
the knife bak in my hands... I whisper...
this is all your fault...
so fuck you daddy! Die!!
i never wanted a step father anyway