All of my life
I wanted to be
your little girl
I tried
even after you
forgot to pick me up
forgot it was "our weekend"
forgot how to love
me.
I bent over backwards
attempting to be
the apple of your eye
but you were always looking
just past me
like I wasn't even there
It took me a long time
to grasp the fact that
people change
that you had changed
it took me even longer
to realize your distance
wasn't my fault
I know I have haunted you
the child you tried to forget
the one that always
loved you
especially when
you didn't deserve it
I hope your guilt never dies out
I hope it continues to consume you
that me, finding you, giving you another
undeserved chance
eats you alive
what kind of man are you?
are you even a man
at all?
Apr 17, 2015
Apr 17, 2015 at 9:51 PM UTC
All of my life
I wanted to be
your little girl
I tried
even after you
forgot to pick me up
forgot it was "our weekend"
forgot how to love
me.
I bent over backwards
attempting to be
the apple of your eye
but you were always looking
just past me
like I wasn't even there
It took me a long time
to grasp the fact that
people change
that you had changed
it took me even longer
to realize your distance
wasn't my fault
I know I have haunted you
the child you tried to forget
the one that always
loved you
especially when
you didn't deserve it
I hope your guilt never dies out
I hope it continues to consume you
that me, finding you, giving you another
undeserved chance
eats you alive
what kind of man are you?
are you even a man
at all?
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