Author: KatyLiz10 PM
A little blurb on my father. Short, but not sweet.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 68 - Published: 10-07-12 - id: 3063889
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Father never notices my good deeds,
'Tis only my faults to which he heeds.
His eyes scan me for any flaw.
At my ego, the demons begin to gnaw.
Insecurities create a mask on my face,
Creating a lie, a sham, a disgrace.
Tears melt into a harsh reality -
The scars from Father's verbal brutalities.
A/N: I might lengthen this, however, I do not guarantee it.