Sigh no more, for your breath would be wasted.
You had all the answers, or so you thought.
You brought us around and showed us off.
And here you are, telling everyone some made up lie!
You *******!
I have bruises to prove to the world what you did.
I kept all my tears to prove all the memories to be true.

But i have to admit I did enjoy the times when I did triumph.
Like the time when you hit my sister, your own daughter, in the ribs and
I came up behind you and hit you in the head with my baseball bat?
Oh, you were always so proud because I was a sure shot.
That was such a good memory!
P.S. I still have that bat.

But you know what just save your breath.
I always thought that I needed you, but now I don't.
Did you here me?!
I. Don't. *******. Need. You.
Just hold your breath and do the world a favor
and die... just stop.

In fact, why don't you just **** over and fall over.
Look I even dug you a nice little grave!
For every layer of dirt I throw on you,
I want you to remember all the lies you told.
And how much fun I am going to have as you fall from your thrown.
P.S. I hope you fall on a bed of nails...

When I am stomping on your grave
I want you to think about all the black and blue bruises that are on display to the world.
You killed that little girl that I should have been!
You killed all notions of her ever coming back!
P.S. I hate you because of that.

Do you understand that what you did to me is wrong?
I am your ******* daughter.
I was so young and frail...
You destroyed me!
But I must admit.
Every time you pushed me down, I did get back up.
You taught me how to stand up for my self.
P.S.  I still hate you.

You do understand that the older I get, the more I have against you.
I am going to throw all kinds of **** your way.
I'm not going to stop until you snap in two, until you beg me to stop.
Not even I made that much noise when you hurt me...
******* Wimp

But you know what.... I really don't want any revenge.
I just want you to know that because of you :
I cry myself to sleep
I don't know love
But what you need to know that i am over what you did.

I just wanted to know :
Why?
I was your daughter.
Your first born.
I loved you, and i thought you loved me.
And to tell you the truth... I want you
Dead
Gone
Destroyed...

P.S. I still hate you

Love,
Your ex-daughter