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May 2016
You tell me you haven’t hurt me
You told me you didn’t do nothing wrong
So, keeping me away from my mother since I was 4;
Never trusting me;
Never believing what I say;
Keeping me locked up…
All that was nothing to you?...

I guess so.

...Pathetic.

You think me being unhappy is a fun way to please you

Maybe listening to me, thinking about my feelings would help me out.

Maybe becoming your “girlfriend’s slave” wasn’t a good way to do that.

Do you understa --

NO.
      No.
           no…

Of course you don’t.
You never have.
Think, dad.
Think!

I’m at school, and my best friend just told me she loved me.

Do you love me?
You see my expression when you say those words, and my reply is…

Nothing. It’s nothing!

How do I know you do?
You could just be lying to me.

Just… start thinking about what you’re going to say, and the things you do that affect your only daughter!

Just… think...
Written February 3rd 16
Kelly Miller
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Kelly Miller  F/United States
(F/United States)   
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