I learned it from you, dad.
I know now why I take everything and all that's said to me so personally,
why I'm told on multiple occassions to "chillax", because I get angry.
You and your stupid ways of controlling.
It's as if you've injected your "wisdom" into my bloodstream,
letting it reach every miserable inch of my body and made it more like you.
I'm sorry I've figured it out.
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