I always thought that I was lucky,
Lucky to be daddy’s little girl,
I always wanted to be daddy’s princess,
The center of daddy’s world.
It wasn’t until I had grown up,
I realized what was really true,
You didn’t want me to be a individual,
You wanted me to be you.
I rememer you were always emotionless,
Unless you were angry or laughing,
When I was upset or crying,
It was like you didn’t know what was happening.
I’m not the same person as you are,
I don’t think I will ever be,
I want desperately for you to be there,
I want so badly for you to accept me.
Mom thinks it’s just the way you grew up,
I just feel like you don’t even care.
I hate that you have so much control over me,
I can’t make my own decisions; it’s not fair.
I feel like I’m always trying to find a way,
To make you see that I’m an adult,
But when I do well you take credit,
And when I fail you assume it’s my fault.
I know that you’ll never be able to change,
And honestly none of this is new,
But here I am, sensitive, emotional, but strong,
And no matter what, I love you.
