daddy

Daddy, I’m in love with a girl

Well I wouldn’t call it love just yet

But daddy I could be in love with a girl

Well she’s not really a girl

I mean they.

They’re not really a girl

I mean what is a girl anyways?

I mean daddy I’m bisexual 

Daddy aren’t you proud of me

Daddy don’t you want to know who your little girl is

I mean daddy don’t you understand

Don’t you want to understand

Or will you flip past the pages of my reality as you try to rewrite the ending to my story

Will you search for an alternative ending to my story

Will you listen as I read you my story

Daddy this isn't the first time

Daddy I just didn’t want to keep a secret anymore

Daddy I’m sorry but Mum knew

I’m sorry but I trusted Mum more than I trust you

I’m sorry but I’m was to scared to tell you

I shouldn’t have to apologize for your ignorance but I don’t think I can educate you

Daddy let me educate you

I like girls and boys

“daddy you still love me?”  

I’m still your princess

I follow his gaze

“Daddy, do you still love me?”

“are you happy, darling?”

“yes”

“then so am i”