Oh how you’ll grow
The little girl crying because
Daddy only yells
Daddy drinks a little too much
Daddy is gone too much
Now as she grows Daddy says
“I’m Sorry”
”I’ll never do it again”
She says,
“ What you’ll never make me feel useless, broken, and ugly again?
Or you’ll never beat me with your fist because I said no?
Or you’ll never be so drunk that you are never home again?
Now which is it because I need to know
Cause this growing girl isn’t little anymore.
I’m done with the abuse and neglect.
But you taught me one thing
that I don’t anyone to grow anymore.
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