The Wrong One

Hey dad 

Can I ask you something 

What are you thinking 

That you’re directing your frustration 

At the wrong one 

 

You’re obviously mad at her 

But you keep harping on the younger 

Don’t you know they have 

Nothing to do with each other 

 

Oh, and the other thing is 

Big bro will never listen 

So it doesn’t matter how many 

Times that you tell me 

That he should clean 

It won’t do anything 

 

Can’t you stop mixing up your anger 

Nothing will improve ever 

If you keep bothering the wrong one 

 

Hey dad, can I ask you something 

What in the world are you thinking 

Going after the wrong one 

 

All that’s happened since we became adults 

Is we’ve learned that you will keep finding faults 

When we’re not around 

 

We all assume it’s not important when you talk 

You’re always refusing to confront the source 

So we take it in one ear and out 

 

I honestly feel a little bad for you 

Until you open your mouth 

What even is all that nonsense 

What in the world are you on about 

 

Hey dad, we don’t playing messenger 

We’re all too used to being ignored 

So do you mind if I ask you something 

What is it you’re going for 

 

What are you trying to do 

What did you think would get through 

When you only snap at the wrong one 

 

What’s so hard about lecturing your daughters and your sons 

Why do you only talk things out when we’re gone 

We don’t like it when you blame us like we’re the wrong ones 

 

And you know 

Sometimes 

You speak like 

Community 

Is all that matters 

 

We have to 

Pretend 

We’re alike 

And agree 

And I… 

 

Feel like a stranger in my own home 

I’m sure you can’t have been the one 

To raise the woman I’ve become 

 

I inherited all your bad traits 

But even I turned out this way 

How are you… 

No, I don’t think I’m the wrong one 

 

Even If I see you when I look in the mirror 

At least I know what really matters 

You’re angry at the wrong one 

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