So he kept beefing.Hnever loved me.
All i have always done was make him happy
But he always sees the bad side
I make possible ways to smile when mad
But nah....his offensive attitude eroded the smile
What the hell did he think i was made of?am human,made of flesh and blood but where things have come to......make me have some within rage....some typa inner self hatred.
I once crowned him my superhero
I once had the tittle daddy's princess but now,,,,,i just loose myself and end up in my bed for my pillow
Nobody knows that inner me
The one that cries on loneliness but smiles to pass the day away.....his submissive face makes me have that inner self hate....some within rage.some within rage
They once told me its life....but what the hell does life have to do with his and my life huh.....happy are those who hav daddies to pick them after school take them to bed tell them Long ago tales.HOW I WISH I HAD ONE
