Donovan

I watch the coffin being lowered into the ground.. "good riddance". I know it's not very nice to think like that at your father's funeral but I don't grieve. He was a bastard, a bad father and a hypocrite. Lecture me when he's no better. I look around and see the people who have come... only my mother is crying. I see a girl standing at the back. She looks familiar. We make eye contact... I recognize her, she's my parents' neighbor girl, she's grown up... gosh she's pretty...