I keep forgetting that I’m not your daughter
And I’m sorry for that
I’m sorry I try for a place in your heart
I’m sorry I do good only to keep you alive inside
I’m sorry my slip ups aren’t as normal as you desire
And I’m sorry I wasted your time on my desires
I know I’m not your daughter
But I’m hoping I remember that more often
So you never have hate grow from your fire
I know so many things
And yet I take a seat at the back
Only to let you say you knew that first
I’m not your daughter
And I know your thankful
I know your pleased at the decisions of where your motherhood streams
But please try to see
I’m trying to remember where I stand in your feelings and dreams
And remember that I’m not your daughter