To be unwanted means to be left behind by those you love. Them telling you that something happened, for it to be a complete lie. Like them telling you that he and stepmom were breaking up and that they are dropping you off to live with mom while he moves to Texas. The lie being that she was joining with all your siblings too. Here I am, the unwanted child that questions her father's love for her. That questions if she is enough. If he ever wanted her. Now i’m not so sure. For it seems that every time I call, I'm passed to someone else. I called you, didn’t I? Do you not want to talk to me? Do you still love me? For it seems that every time I text you, it's in perfect english. I texted you, didn’t I? Is this even you? Do you still love me? For it seems that every time you visit, we never hang out. You came to see me, didn’t you? Am I still your daughter? Do you still love me?