Call It LoveCall It Love
I’m not a very nice person.
As a person I am not very nice.
The diary I kept while I was in my teens
shows me a person I don’t know
and don’t want to know
and he was the source of me.
He was a little shit.
A petty thief
a braggart
molester of girls
he called it love.
He was never thrashed
within an inch of his life.