Ma I wanna be a poet
But
I don't wanna be like Dad
I ripped up all the writing I'd done
Cuz you said he was famous for journaling
He's a narcissist navel gazer
But I'm his daughter
I don't want to be either of you
I got his copy of Howl
Out of the basement
The inside cover reads:
T.J. S-----, 1973
It's hard to believe that
Given everything that's happened
His sins haven't been passed to me
I don't believe it
But I still feel it
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