My Dearest Father Part 1
I wish that I could tell you how I feel,
and yet I still don't know if these feelings
are real.
You were supposed to be there as my father,
but I could never see myself as your lovely
little daughter.
I remember when you used to call every
weekend, But now it's like you never get
the messages that I send.
And now that you know you've broken my
heart, How's it feel to know that you've
ripped your daughter's life apart?
I hope you take seriously the pain that
you've caused, So maybe you will realize
what you once had you have now lost.
And now that I know that you don't want to
be bothered, It's really sad to know my
dearest Father.
Copyright © Lareina Medina | Year Posted 2006
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