Daddy Dearest
Dad's are supposed to be so good and strong and brave.
Well Daddy Dearest I hate you and you never gave shit to me!!
You treat me like I'm 2 years old and I don't know how to think.
Well I'm so sick of this fucked up shit, you're pushing me to the brink.
I can't wait till I'm old enough, and I can leave this place.
I won't ever have to listen, or see your sick and twisted face.
I hope you feel oh so guilty, for what you put me through.
And I know that someday, someday soon karma's gonna get you.
I don't know who in the hell decided to call you a father.
But I want you to know in all the ways that matter...I am not your daughter!
Well Daddy Dearest I hate you and you never gave shit to me!!
You treat me like I'm 2 years old and I don't know how to think.
Well I'm so sick of this fucked up shit, you're pushing me to the brink.
I can't wait till I'm old enough, and I can leave this place.
I won't ever have to listen, or see your sick and twisted face.
I hope you feel oh so guilty, for what you put me through.
And I know that someday, someday soon karma's gonna get you.
I don't know who in the hell decided to call you a father.
But I want you to know in all the ways that matter...I am not your daughter!
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I and my father came to a huge fork in our road awhile back, I came to a place where I hated him, and he turned to alcohol. He has been through, and accepted rehabilitation and is doing much better. I just believe it is important to document these feelings, and I do that through poetry.