How could a father treat strangers better than his own daughter?
Aren’t fathers supposed to love their children?
Who was there when I scraped my knee? not you
Who taught me that a man could be so cruel? You
When venomous lips critiqued me
When I would lie in bed so tired of your alcohol
When I wished I had the dad that other girls had
Are you even a father? A man? Or just completely lost to me?
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 3:02 AM UTC
How could a father treat strangers better than his own daughter?
Aren’t fathers supposed to love their children?
Who was there when I scraped my knee? not you
Who taught me that a man could be so cruel? You
When venomous lips critiqued me
When I would lie in bed so tired of your alcohol
When I wished I had the dad that other girls had
Are you even a father? A man? Or just completely lost to me?
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