The Father
He's not the best,
he's the worst.
Injuring me
and wanting to hurt.
He says he loves me
I don't think that's true.
You'd say the same,
if your father lied to you.
I don't talk to him now,
I ignore his pleas,
Should I forgive him after lying to me?
I don't trust a thing he says,
or the people he hurts
you'd think my own sister,
would hide her heart from that jerk.
She doesn't.
She claims she loves him so much.
But you can see the hate in her eyes
and the scorn that blurts
I hate this man
and the things he's done,
I hate how he makes me feel
like if it's anyone's fault, to blame I'm the one.
I learned years ago,
It was never my fault
it was his,
and his hatred towards my mom.
Maybe I was asking too much,
maybe I should have left it alone.
To think I believed him,
my own flesh and blood.
They guys I've dated,
have all wondered why I didn't trust
when the truth was,
my trust just doesn't come.
I'm gaurded and nervous
I'm shy and afraid
it was all his fault
the mess of me he made
haunts me and scares me
blinds and hazes me
leaves me to lay alone in the sea
of broken hopes and dreams!
So why?
Why does he do this?
Why does this father hate me so much?
maybe it's not the father,
but the daughter
that didn't give him a chance...
