Who Is The Enemy?

Im having trouble deciding whose the enemy

Is it my father? Or is it me?

He drinks and he yells

But I swear and rebel

Am I the monster? Or is he?

If he wasn’t then would he hit me?

I wish things were different

I wish that I could be silent

I always seem to set him off

Hes like a time bomb waiting to blow off his top

Then theres me

Im crafty and im crazy

Im cruel and Im never careful

I trample peoples hopes and I break their fragile hearts

I treat life like its one big battle

So whos the enemy?

Who am I fighting?

My cursing, bulling father

Or my inner demon begging me to free him

But in my dreams I see him, with fangs and with claws

He reaches for me and suddenly im in his jaws

Im not the monster, I finally see that now

Its my guilt that eats me

I miss looked that somehow