Goodnight Daddy

It's sad that I can't talk to you Because I know that you don't care It's always school or misbehavior Otherwise I'm just not there Do you know my favorite subject? And the things I like to do? Do you know the things I've said and done I've never had the chance to tell you? You probably don't see me, really I'm just another child gone wrong But it kills me, my greatest accomplishments My grades, my writing, my songs And getting over the worst struggle of all... You don't even know it transpired She noticed my pain, and hugged me close But to you, I was merely tired Hey Daddy, what's my favorite color? What do I like to do? Daddy, you never let me tell But you tell me all about you And you talk to my sisters constantly You go in and kiss them goodnight Even though my room is right next door You never make sure I'm alright I know that it's wrong for me to cry About something that's not as bad As other people go through in their lives But I love you, I need you Dad... If I asked you what you knew of me I wonder what you would say If anything, I'd never ask Because I know you'd turn me away