Think
That I'm inclined
Think me blind
Do you?
Think me only your child
Think of the last time you truly smiled at me
Think of the time when I came to you with trust
Now all that you've made between us is rust
Think
Me naive
Think me to believe
You're the only one right
Think me only young
Think of last night and your words that stung
Think of the night when I came to you with hope
Now all that you've made is us fail to cope
But perhaps this is what you think of me?
I rifted our family
But all I want is for you to know
That your words can be painful
So that you might change them
them & their tone
I just want you to love your daughter
The way you used to do
When I knew...