The least of you
The Minimum of  love from you
I have gotten the smallest of affection
And I ask why !
Why father, why ?
I question my purpose
I query my existence
Always frowning when I’m around
Always silent when we are alone
Do you not know I’m your daughter
Or do you not want me to be
Why have you given me hurt and not love
What have I done
Have I burden your youth
Have I taken your joy
Or have I doubled your disbeliefs
Whatever it may be
I am sorry
And I hope my death
Makes you free