Got to watch the quiet ones

So my step dad
Begrudgingly put up
Dart board on the back
Of the coat closets door.
Maybe what he said
When he was drunk
Was not a true reflection
Of what he really felt.
But him trying to be tough.
But he had to show
A brave face and
No young person
Can sit and watch TV all day.

We would get a visit
From a mentally handi- capped
Bloke on same street
Everybody had a soft spot
For him because he
Was definitely harmless.
But me being stuck at home
And my parents not
Handling my rehab stay well.
Basically saying I
Would never recover,
I said that they
Treated him with more respect
Than they did me
And he didn't even have emotions
Then said he doesn't understand them
Slip of the tongue.
I felt like they
Treated him more humanely
Than they did me.
And he would always
Be that way.
Unable to look after himself.
All I needed was a rest and some space.
But what more can I say
It was twelve years ago
And I am here today in one peace
And my mind still has potential.