I look into my daughter's angelic eyes
Filled with hurt, misunderstanding, and frustration
Wishing I could make everything ok for her
Praying every moment of everyday
My little girl
I am so sorry you are being put through this hell
Know you are scared and unsure
My love will never change for you
Please don't worry
Silent tears she hides from everyone
Tries to make her daddy feel all is well
Attempts to make peace between us
Knowing it doesn't work
Walking around on eggshells
Afraid to do anything to make him angry
Thinking he will just leave if she does
I tried to tell him
She comforts me though right now there is no such thing
I comfort her, explaining it will be ok
Huggs closely, whispering positive thoughts
If only the one would go away for awhile
Let things be
Everywhere we turn she is there
who is affected most
I would say me, but not its our little girl
I want to yell "he is mine back off'
If I thought it would help god I would do so
No ammuntion
she has it all
How do I compete?
What do I say?
Wishing answers would suddenly appear
Yet knowing it is impossible
Little girl its not your fault
Its mommy's and daddy's
We will pay everyday for the rest of our lives
Rest easy all will be better soon
How do I give you happiness
All you see is anger and sadness
I pray god will give me a sign
Some help
To help me raise my daughter
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 4:53 PM UTC
I look into my daughter's angelic eyes
Filled with hurt, misunderstanding, and frustration
Wishing I could make everything ok for her
Praying every moment of everyday
My little girl
I am so sorry you are being put through this hell
Know you are scared and unsure
My love will never change for you
Please don't worry
Silent tears she hides from everyone
Tries to make her daddy feel all is well
Attempts to make peace between us
Knowing it doesn't work
Walking around on eggshells
Afraid to do anything to make him angry
Thinking he will just leave if she does
I tried to tell him
She comforts me though right now there is no such thing
I comfort her, explaining it will be ok
Huggs closely, whispering positive thoughts
If only the one would go away for awhile
Let things be
Everywhere we turn she is there
who is affected most
I would say me, but not its our little girl
I want to yell "he is mine back off'
If I thought it would help god I would do so
No ammuntion
she has it all
How do I compete?
What do I say?
Wishing answers would suddenly appear
Yet knowing it is impossible
Little girl its not your fault
Its mommy's and daddy's
We will pay everyday for the rest of our lives
Rest easy all will be better soon
How do I give you happiness
All you see is anger and sadness
I pray god will give me a sign
Some help
To help me raise my daughter
Written by Jennifer Humphrey
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