Better Me 3

i thought I'd never be a better me, i thought i would just die on the same path my father left ahead of me. and instead of me it'd be he you'd see, his face would be my face without a degree or shred of me. i thought I'd always be a lair and a cheat who would only profit off that hot shit, and gain from my deceit. selling with no receipts, no return policy, hoping that that would make him proud of me that my life was a successful fallacy.i thought all this would bring about that t.v. father son love, so i took a walk in his shoes and they fit like a glove, in fact a bit snug because i was becoming worst then what he was. i hit the ground sprinting, passing the competition, my moves were fresh, theirs was stuck in repetition, the next step was my only mission, so jokers fell into remission, then i started to do what i wanted without proper permission, i didn't want to listen i didn't wanna learn i thought his time was done and now it was my turn. and when you start to think you know it all, you learn it all at once, so i didn't just get ate, i was taking out to lunch. details spared, my retail disappeared, i had no more anything, i was blessed enough to just be there, and to be fair, i wasn't fully hip'd to the game, so i didnt get all the info till the hits eventually came. i went from mist to rain to being a drought, with the knowledge that now i know what a real loss was about. the pain i felt i took it out, on everybody i knew, but sense i lead a double life they respectfully told me, "screw you". but he knew, and he did nothing to end it, i blamed him for all of it as if i had all of a sudden become dependent. i hated every breath he took because i needed some one to understand and he alone knew how and i hated him for not steppin up, until now. cause i know that it wasn't all his fault moms taught me better if he didn't and i allowed those lessons to be lost. i finally see i determine my own pedigree so i place the blame on me if i never become a better me..