My dad wonders around this world with pride,
since day one of my life.
He jokes around with a silly language
that none other shall understand.
He created his own world that I have yet to see,
but he lies.
He's not the guy he claims to be.
He says he love me, but I can see through his brown eyes.
He doesn't see me clearly.
He throws me hurtful words that destroy me.
Sometimes i'm not enough to make him happy,
and i'll never will be.
For i'm just a daughter that came into his life
a little to early.