Nullingroots - I'm So Proud of You

I don’t blame you, how can I?
I am dead weight, I would hold you back.
I am hardly even human, at least functionally.
Wretched piece of fucking shit.
Blemish on this gracious world.
Disgusting excuse for a father.
I can’t believe that I made you.
The only thing part of me worth anything.
Disgusting excuse for a loving father.
You’ve grown to be such a great person, accomplishing so much at such a young age.
If only your mother were here to see how much you’ve grown, you’ve came so far.
Things were so much better when it was just the three of us.
First her then now you, involuntary or not, gone.
It’s just down to me, my instability, and 40 ounces of false happiness.
I don’t see a point in continuing.
I can’t go on, I won’t go on.
I should just end it, I mean, it would be so easy.
A defect of evolutionary biology that can so easily be put to rest with only 9 millimeters of metal that can fit into the palm of my hand.
A permanent solution, I’ll be doing the world a favor, I’ll be doing you a favor.
For whatever it’s worth, just know that I love you, and that I’m so proud of you.