constantly regretting
never sorry

rarely happy
always smiling

never alone
yet forever lonely

often hungry
but barely eating

- eternally broken

I don't think
when I smile
I don't feel
when I cry
he doesn't know
when I try
he just knows
I exist

Where is a father
when there is
a helpless daughter?

Mr. Man tells me
I dress nicely
my smile is pure
my mind is busy
and my life,
my life is man-less

my love is nothing

infest my body
force me to hate myself
stop me from getting close
make me forever uncomfortable

this is what he has done
this is what he wanted

he did it because he could
I deserve no less
my body is nothing
to him or to me
my heart is irrelevant
and my soul is a tip

he didn't ask for
my permission
he knew
he could ruin me
I didn't have
a single clue