How I hate that I look like your daughter
Can't look in the mirror and what it implies
Haunt my features like some kind of horror
I don't wanna cry these tears through my daddy's eyes
All the things I tried to permanently alter
You were hidden subtly under ever disguise
The deplorable vicious prince to my pauper
I don't wanna cry these tears through my daddy's eyes
I know it's not my fault yet my heart fells slaughtered
When I see me I see you and can't help but chastise
DNA clings to my veins reminding me of my father
I don't wanna cry these tears through my daddy's eyes
Now I look and see myself a lot in my daughter
Most of those feelings tend to subside
She has both our eyes but not the dark vacant color
I guess I have to cry these tears through my daddy's eyes
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A Collection of My Minds Oddities
PoesíaPoems, short stories, and other works that were stuck in my brain that I've deemed good enough to share. Trigger warnings are on parts that need them if you have any desire to skip over anything please do.
