Alan is who I was assigned
So called son to this man I’m meant to call dad
So what can I say about this walking contradiction
He loves me and adores me, he’d do anything for me.
Only in his cheap words was this true to the guy
Love was what I wanted, maybe tenderness too
Entering the world is hard enough without the old man hammering and berating my mind and soul, sorry I didn’t call.
I think it's interesting 