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Daddy…
You finally realized it. Congratulations.
You told me that it was wrong,
That you had more pictures
Of you and him than me.
But you're still missing the point.
I don't want a picture with you and me.
Because you wont smile. It wont be genuine.
It wont MEAN ANYTHING until you understand.
Daddy…
You have no idea what I've done
To try and make you happy.
You told me you were proud of me ONCE this year
That I remember.
And afterwards, I got into the shower and cried.
You don't know how much you've made me hurt.
I'm not good enough for you
Or mom.
Daddy…
I just don't know what to do.
I feel like I shouldn't be so upset.
There are so many out there whose parents are dead,
Or divorced, or physically abusive.
When mine aren't.
You make me feel WEAK.
Daddy…
Do you remember when
You used to actually smile at me every day?
I was your little girl.
You were the best dad in the world.
And now all I get is a frown and a disappointed glare.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
What more do you want from me?
I'm trying MY BEST. I'm doing WHAT I CAN.
And that's not good enough for you?
Daddy…
Do you not get the fact that I'M AFRAID?
You scare me, dad.
That look you give him…
All the yelling and the screaming.
You told me you would quit.
I've talked to you about it SO MUCH in the past years,
And yet nothing has been done about it.
Daddy…
You don't understand me.
You don't know about what goes on in my life.
I BARELY SEE YOU.
And when I do, you're with him.
He took center stage.
And now you don't want to see me when I'm in the spotlight.
You wont come. You just lay in bed and watch tv.
I came back, and what do I find in your drawer?
Daddy,
I don't know how long they've been there.
But they're almost gone.
And I found them by your bed last night.
You don't know how much you effect me.
I'm not good enough to stay here.
So don't expect me to stick around.
I may have a few years to wait, but I know what I'm going to do.
Don't bother trying to make amends.
I honestly don't care anymore…
Daddy…
You don't know what its like to be your daughter.
You finally realized it. Congratulations.
You told me that it was wrong,
That you had more pictures
Of you and him than me.
But you're still missing the point.
I don't want a picture with you and me.
Because you wont smile. It wont be genuine.
It wont MEAN ANYTHING until you understand.
Daddy…
You have no idea what I've done
To try and make you happy.
You told me you were proud of me ONCE this year
That I remember.
And afterwards, I got into the shower and cried.
You don't know how much you've made me hurt.
I'm not good enough for you
Or mom.
Daddy…
I just don't know what to do.
I feel like I shouldn't be so upset.
There are so many out there whose parents are dead,
Or divorced, or physically abusive.
When mine aren't.
You make me feel WEAK.
Daddy…
Do you remember when
You used to actually smile at me every day?
I was your little girl.
You were the best dad in the world.
And now all I get is a frown and a disappointed glare.
I DON'T UNDERSTAND.
What more do you want from me?
I'm trying MY BEST. I'm doing WHAT I CAN.
And that's not good enough for you?
Daddy…
Do you not get the fact that I'M AFRAID?
You scare me, dad.
That look you give him…
All the yelling and the screaming.
You told me you would quit.
I've talked to you about it SO MUCH in the past years,
And yet nothing has been done about it.
Daddy…
You don't understand me.
You don't know about what goes on in my life.
I BARELY SEE YOU.
And when I do, you're with him.
He took center stage.
And now you don't want to see me when I'm in the spotlight.
You wont come. You just lay in bed and watch tv.
I came back, and what do I find in your drawer?
Daddy,
I don't know how long they've been there.
But they're almost gone.
And I found them by your bed last night.
You don't know how much you effect me.
I'm not good enough to stay here.
So don't expect me to stick around.
I may have a few years to wait, but I know what I'm going to do.
Don't bother trying to make amends.
I honestly don't care anymore…
Daddy…
You don't know what its like to be your daughter.
Literature
for my daughter.
Oh and she says her life is bad. I will tell her a story when she is older;
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of how the softness of deep down should never be taken by anyone. even yourself.
of how one touch to desperate minds flickers infinitely in parallel mirrors, reflecting what could've gone right.
of how everything was too beautiful to fit into anything more than a night.
of how she should never never never believe a man when he says two words and can't remember the third because his mind rages with escape routes and interstates that crisscross your skin.
of how she should live for the metaphor and not the imagery.
[of how the world hurts you and smiling only m
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Selfish
I have no right to cry...
When a disabled 18-year-old boy with the mentality of a six year old doesn't ever shed a tear about the struggles that await him each and every day
I have no right to complain over a delayed meal...
When an ashamed mother desperately searches the streets for food to feed her two young children
I have no right to complain over schoolwork...
When a little girl's family cannot afford to give her basic schooling and the opportunities it provides
I have no right to complain over being bored...
When a father works three jobs and attends night courses to barely pay his mortgage on time
I have no right to be sel
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Still Crying
I try to write,my hands are shaking
I can't tell you,my heart is breaking
And with every smile that I'm faking
With every forced,choking breath I'm taking
I find these acted-out rituals are making
Me feel better,piece by piece
I'm regaining me
My hands still shake and my heart is shattered
My eyes are red and my body's battered
But it's over,I'm not dying anymore
So what am I still crying for?
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My dad is like this.he doesn't appreciate me.I feel your pain.