Isn’t it strange?

Strange to see your daughter look at you like a stranger?

Isn’t it odd?

Odd to watch her cry?

Isn’t it nagging at your conscience?

Nagging at you as she sobs.

How could you?

It haunts her everyday.

How dare you?

You’ve caused the tears.

Aren’t you even sorry?

You’ve destroyed her faith in fathers.

And she won’t get it back.

You did that.

And we both know you don’t regret a thing.

A/N For my Dad from a differed perspective, like 3rd person, rather then 1st. Review.