“Daddy”
I wish everything stayed like it did when we were young
Daddy was my hero
He could fix anything
Toys, cars, and even broken hearts
But daddy can’t fix depression
Daddy may be able to fix my doll
Daddy may be able to fix every little breakage in the house
But daddy can’t fix depression
Daddy can’t fix every cut or scar
Daddy can’t fix the way I feel about me
I am a broken doll in my toy box
I have a shattered face and many scars
I have no arm or maybe no leg
And daddy has tried to fix me more times than I can count
But daddy can’t fix me
He tried and failed
And now I’m in the trash bag we call society
And daddy can’t fix anything in me
I need a different kind of super glue
But no one wants to give it to me it
I need love
