Daddy,
where are you?
I don't know you.
i don't even love you...
might as well hate you while I'm at it.
I don't think i hate you...
but then again
you were never around enough to completely h-a-t-e.
maybe that gives me reason..... enough......
thinking about you makes me really debate.
Why'd you leave me daddy,
i was just your baby girl
and i miss you i love you
god why'd you leave
it's killing me
why was i born
you were stupid
you made stupid choices
and now here i am
wishing i'd had a dad.
some version of something that mildly even represented
some form of a father figure
in which i found stability wouldn't have been too bad either.
but nothing,
how should i act?
[please come back it hurts so much]
It must have been my fault
otherwise it doesn't make sense
and I'm a broken person,
here we go
leaving me a broken person
[where's daddy mommy? ]
i can't help wondering though...i just can't
{He's gone baby girl...he's gone...)
Sandra jacks
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/daddy-3/
