Dear Dad, I Still Love You

*This is an actual letter that I wrote to my father, so it's not written in any form of poetry in mind. It just comes from the heart, and I think that's the best kind of poetry. I know the grammer is proper, but I my eyes were full of tears and that's the last thing I cared about at the moment* Dear Father, I have a question for you. Do you hate me or something? Because it seems like no matter what I do, I do it wrong, and no matter what I say I'm being whinny or rude. I'm sorry if I've upset you, but I don't believe I have. I have been so nice to you and helped you out a lot these past few months and all I get in return is hurt. I ndon't understand why you always have to be mean to me. You tell me to tell you how I feel, but when I do I get yelled at for it, because I'm just a 'PUNK 17 YEAR OLD". I don't know why I've been so nice to you when you treat me like the scum of the earth. So can you please explain it to me? You've told us stories about how your dad was such a jerk and how he pushed you all away, and I'm sorry, but I don't really see a difference between you two. You're pushing all of us kida away from you and making us not want to be around you. You're making me cry everyday and I know for a fact you're hurting everyone else too. I'm not trying to be whinny or rude, or even hurt your feelings with this letter, but I thought you would want to know what you're doing to me. And how you're me not even want to live at home anymore. I remember back before Evony, you were way nicer and you didn't drink as much. We actually did stuff, like play cards, just the two of us, right before I went to bed. But now when we do that, we have to play by your computer so you can still play your stupid game. You can't even pull away from that STUPID GAME for ten minutes to play a game with your daughter, and show her that even though you may not show it, that you do still love her. It's really hurting me to write this, and I'm sure it hurts you to read it, but I'm hoping that by writing this letter, I will no longer cry because of you every night. Even though you may hurt me all the time, I do still love you. And I hope you still love me too, even though I'm not sure if you do anymore. Love Sierra