You made me, you raised me.

I'm not the same as your others, yet that's a failed realization.

I'm independent, yet you believe I'm crippled.

Crippled to your money, to your lifestyle.

Not the case. You blame him for all, us for all. Yet where is the acceptance of your wrong doings?

Nobody is perfect, that's just common knowledge.

You raised me to forgive and forget, yet it seems that is not something you live by.

Is this a do as I say not as I do?

You want control. You're not going to control. Not me. Not now.

Realize that. Stop fueling the fire.

End it. Goodbye.