dad,
im sorry that I can't be a perfect daughter, fitting your standards of normal and conforming to your needs. i care for you and your feelings so damn much, but I just need to breathe.
im sorry life hadn't turned out the way you had planned. smoking pot trying to drown out the world doesn't seem like the best pass time, especially when you have to come back to earth.
im sorry my grades aren't perfect, and that i'm busy pretty often. i love you, and I want you to love life whether i'm around often or not.
im sorry that i can't fix everything. I feel like a failure every day, knowing your mind is in the dirt being kicked like a ball. it must hurt.
but most of all, im sorry that i can't be everything you need me to be. i can't be a straight A student with a smile that never falters. i can't be your savior from the dark void you are trapped in. i can't be the rule maker and the day planner and the cook. i can't do all that for you.
im sorry, once again for my inconveniences.
-me.
YOU ARE READING
you killed my flower
Poetryi hate the way your eyes can manipulate me. poems about his eyes and other things.
