Am I so unloveable That my father can never love me? Everytime I attempt to do What he wishes of me I only fail to meet his expectations. He wants me to do his sports, I don't do good enough. He wants me to be perfect, When I try he harshly calls me Miss. Perfect. He wants me to be smart, When I try he calls me know-it-all. I can never be good enough, In his judging eyes. Am I so unloveable That the day I was born My heanenly father cringed, The way my earthly one did.
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