Humans are pretty shitty.
We are possibly the most miserably useless creatures to walk this earth,
Take for example our senses, our vision sucks,
we can hear pretty well... at a Juicy J concert right next to the speakers,
we can feel pretty well... as long as whatever it is vibrates in our pocket,
we have a keen sense of taste... if it isn't sugar it's probably gross,
and we can smell things as long as they're less than five feet away.
I feel your pain, I am a human too.
And while I cannot smell very well, my nose does catch some things.
Like today, a good friend of mine reeked like a dumpster,
and my car smells like the minnow bucket I spilled in it,
and on Tuesday I caught a whiff of one of the workers in the science wing.
The amazing thing about humans is our mind.

When you left, I was scared.
I didn't want to tell my friends that you were gone,
I didn't want to tell myself that you were gone,
I hid in my computer games and stuck to myself,
We put on a brave face and went on with life.
I knew you had to leave, there was no work in town.
And after years of hearing about no work,
I knew you had no other choice.
In my young mind I knew that you made sacrifices every day,
so that we had a roof over our head and food on our table,
and I knew that you did it for us, not for you, not for them.

Tuesday, just another day.
Just another walk to class,
just another song in my ears.
But my world came crumpling in as I passed that door,
a door so many times I've passed before on my way to class,
the smell was fire from the ashes of a phoenix,
I hadn't lived that life since you left,
I had closed that door and locked it tight,
but there he was, HUNT Electric in bold letters in my own school,
penetrating my own world.

Tears came to my eyes and my throat shut tight.
Stop! It screamed, run! Don't look back!
You don't know why they made him leave!
You don't want to!
It happens to everyone!
They take fathers away all the time!
When he comes back everything will be better!
Everything will be... better than this at least.
We aren't the only ones struggling!
God just can't see us amongst this crowd!
We must have gotten passed over!

We didn't do anything.
I didn't do anything.
My dad didn't do anything.
It was all their fault