Dad

How is it that a sinner can shine like an angel up above?
How is it that your black heart does not soil your whitest glove?
How is it that you never hear the words I try to say?
How is it that I can love you though in your faith you’ve strayed?

You are a demon, I understand that
Posessed by worldly desire
But somehow I can not see you
As a hurtful, cruel hearted liar
I scream inside own my heart
to understand that you are mad
But how can I do that
When I call this monster Dad