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Dad
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miss.aishaj PM
This is, of course, to my dad. It's a bit harsh but alright. I liked getting the anger out of me. R&R
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst/Drama - Words: 188 - Reviews: 6 - Published: 02-26-05 - id: 1844600
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I'm falling off this cliff
And you hold the rope while I take the fall
I'm a princess, you're a bastard
But your fuckups aren't excused
I'm bleeding while I'm screaming
"I don't want a buddy, I need a dad!"
But you won't ever hear me
My last breath has just been used

CHORUS
I'm sorry I'm not the way you want
I'm sorry I was a girl instead of a boy
I'm sorry I disappointed you
By the way I act and who I am
I'm sorry you're not my hero
But I'm not sorry that you're dying
Because in fact the dreams in which you're dead
Are the best I've ever had

Can you not accept the ones who love you
Too bad I don't want to hear about it
I'll never be who you want me to be
I'll never be just like you

CHORUS 2X

So now you're dead
For ever more
And I'm proud to say
I don't care

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