Tree Tops
You were man enough to create me but quickly jumped to deny me.
Responsibility wasn't your style, you ran away from taking care of YOUR child.
A wall of confusion slowly starts to build.
You never took a chance at the NEW LIFE, you never even tried.
A bastard is what I've come to be, the reason I don't know why.
The wall of confusion quickly turns into a liquid of frustration.
Not a single happy birthday wish, not even a word of "I LOVE YOU."
What ever did I do not to deserve you in my life, not to call you my DADDY?
Sitting in the park, sitting on the swing not able to see over the treetops.
Waiting and hoping one day you would come and give me that PUSH to show me
what is over the treetops.
A wall of tears adds another layer to the wall that is being slowly built.
Why did you ever leave mommy to struggle and be alone?
Two roles she has to play and honestly its unfair and no fun.
Why didn't you ever try to pick up the phone and call?
Frustration builds and hate leaves a hole in my wall, allowing outsiders to look in.
A father you are not, a cowering dog yes indeed.
My wall of emotions and pain is slowly decomposing for a stranger has stepped
to the plate.
Even though he and mommy aren't together anymore he has shown me what a
daddy really is.
I'm not even his biological daughter but he never allows that to cross his mind,
For I am his little girl and he is my daddy.
Now I sit at the park on that same swing and finally I get that push I have been
waiting for.
Now I can finally see over the Tree Tops.
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