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Mar 2018
What happens to a little girl
Who's father is slowly forgetting she's even alive
He's out drinking with friends dragging her along
Her anxiety would shoot through the roof
But he didn't care
All he said was "get over it"
As if he didn't know what he did that was wrong
Skip ahead a few years
He's still getting further and further away
Her smile becoming more and more believable
It does that If you practice for 4 year straight
Junior high was hard but her grades where good
Except gym
She couldn't do any physical activity
Her father yelled at her for it
That's when it came all crashing down
She gave up
She thought that If he would yell at her for something she couldn't control
It wasn't worth it
Meanwhile
He still believed he was a great father
No matter how many times people told him he wasn't
He kept dragging her further down an emotional spiral
He was in his own little world
He didn't see the pain he caused his only daughter
She was in his shadow everywhere he went
People told her to stand up to him
but she was to afraid of getting yelled at
To scared to tell him how she felt
She was broken
And she didn't see the point
So to this day
She's still battling this demon that began to follow her
Her father now out with people
Probably getting high
or drunk
Forgetting his little girl
Oh how much she wishes for him to come back
For it all to just go back to the way it was before
When he would actually ask about her
When she was standing with him
Not in his shadow crying
She asks herself everyday
"What happened to being your little angel?"
"Your little girl that you loved so much?''
But she would always ask herself
"why"
"Why did this happen to you?"
"Am I not enough?"
"Did I disappoint him?"
All she wants is for her real father to love her again
To actually be in his life again
She wishes someone would get through to him
Even though no one could
She'll still continue to wish
So this is kinda a vent.. :/
Jex Allen
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Jex Allen  15/F/Not telling
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