Daddy dearest
Oh daddy why are you so cruel??
Since I was little all I ever wanted was foryou to love me and be proud
yet you yelled and screamed every word I could possibly know
They say I had a heart problem,and maybe they're right
only to know it was a wound that would never seal tight
A pain that starts with heartache and what society hates
and what's worse is what you say at the end of the day
you call me fat,ugly,slut,and good for nothing
But dad did you not know
i barely eat now that I basically starve
And I was just a game for the boy
I've graduated from high school and yet you don't change
when I was little coming home as joyous as can be only
to see you at the table getting dunk and watching tv
i remember the mixture of alcohol and cigarettes
That made my stomach turn
you never got tired of it and always thought it was a joke
saying that I was never smart and that i wouldn't make it really hurt
day by day the same things go on i don't think I can take it any more even though I'm strong
strong enough to know that you can't always bring me down
to bring down my spirits is what you want me to become but daddy dearest jus know
my our not my daddy,hell you never were....
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