I don't want to love you

Or be your fucking teenage daughter.

One tear, another fucking tear

for this family that I care little 'bout.

Simply reaping the rewards

of your love and labour.

But you never do ask for anything back;

No presents, help, or love of any sort.

Just understand, I'm your daughter,

not the other son you know you want.

I want to live my life,

they way I want to.

Not the life you wish you had,

or the life you did have.

(Life has changed since you were

a mere, drunken teenage boy)

Spoiled, I may be.

Bratty, I may be.

I may speak out,

I may think differently.

but I can hold a grudge.

Promises broken, and

actions taken.

I don't want you to be yours,

or for you to be my father.