You held me when I was born, but let go after I grew. still trying to remember, cause you're the man I never knew. The only memories I have, are from the pictures I see. the ones covered in dust, the few of you and me. I can never remember, the event of when it was took. Each picture was a mystery, as I flipped through our scrapbook. It hurt me deep inside, The little girl you left long ago. The one you once held onto, until she started to grow. I know now fifteen years later, what I didn't know then. Every girl needs her father, from beginning to end.