Daddy.
Pull me by my hair and tell me I'm yours and only yours.
Pin me down and whisper sweet nothings.
Call me princess and tell me I'm beautiful.
As I beg and call you daddy.
YOU ARE READING
Hopeless Reality
PoetryHere's a little reminder of the things that mean most to you, in case you forgot. My deepest thoughts spewed into this book. A book dedicated to my future self. Thank you for listening.
