Father's Daughter Monologue Analysis

“Father forgive me for I have sinned,” I sit in the enclosed room, out lining the blade with my finger.
“How long since your last confession, my son?” the Father asks.
“Honestly this is my first time,” I look down at the knife and see my refection in it, disgusting.
“I see. What are the ways of your sins, my son?”
“Ways?”
“Yes, what type of sins are you confessing for?”
“Oh, well I’m not confession for the past Father, but for my future,” I smile.
“I don’t understand, you can’t ask for forgiveness if you haven’t already committed the sin,” he speaks calmly.
“Why don’t you confess for your past then, Father?”
“This isn’t how this works, my son,”
“All the bull shit – oh sorry. All the things you’ve done why not confess for that.”
“I’m sorry if you’re not goin–“
The only good thing you’ve ever done, is leave them,”
“I think you should leave, boy,” he doesn’t speak calmly anymore.
“Why, this is a confession isn’t it, so go on father, confess.”
“Who are you?”
“Tell me Father, why did you become a man of God? Was it so you could be forgive for all the hell you put as through?”
“What do you mean us?”
I throw open the wooden window between us. “What’s the matter Father, do you not recognize me?” I grin.
“Who are you?” I saw the scared look in his eyes, which filled me with