Why don't my father love me, why don't he even care? Why does he lie and say, that he will always be there? I love him so much and wish with all my heart, that maybe someday soon, his love for me will start. I see other daughters with there fathers, talking, playing, and having fun. Where the hell is my father, he don't want me, he'd rather run. Run away from his responsibilities, run away from his fears. The ass hole don't even care, that he brings me to tears. I lay awake at night, missing my father so. I set up and wonder what I did, what did I do to make him go? I know it's too late father, we will never truly know each other. But I miss you and love you always, Love, your daughterBirth sign: Pisces
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