That girl you call your daughter doesn't think of you as a father
She thinks of you as a stranger
That girl you call your friend doesn't think you're trustworthy
She thinks you're a back stabber
Every night she stares at the ceiling thinking about
Her scary father
Her back stabbing friend/ friends
Everyday she hides behind her locked door
That girl gets asked "picture yourself, what do you see?"
That girl see's herself on a swing
Not swinging
Just sitting there humming softly
She's not at a park
There's only one swing
And she's surrounded by a field
It's dusk
She feels alone
No one can come near her
That girl you helped so many times
She fell in love with you
You fell in love with her
But that girl ended up taking her own life
Just because she knew that love wasn't real
YOU ARE READING
This is what comes from my mind
PoetryI wanted to share some poems I wrote, I don't think they're amazing. But you might so if you'd like you can check some of my poems out :3
