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DAD


Dad,

It's me your blood daughter, I try to make you proud of me but you are over there with your new family.

I am hurting inside cause you don't see me anymore, you are with your step child and her baby. 

Do I have to have a child so I can be noticed and get the same attention from you like you give her?

Dad, you never call me or text me anymore and I want to be close to you like we used to be.

I cry every night knowing that you want to be with them instead of me, your blood daughter.

What the hell do I have to do in order to have my father's attention?!

Why can't you see what this is doing to me?! I want my daddy back but that seems like that will never happen.

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