Daddy's Forgotten Girl

by Scrittore   Nov 6, 2006


I grew up in a world
With no traditional family
I grew up to be a young woman
Strong and free
But still I wonder if I’m missing the bigger picture
You see I don’t know what it is to be
Daddy’s little girl

So I went on a journey
One that I should not
And I searched for my father
And he was no longer lost
The day he held me in his arms
Was the happiest day this girl could ever ask for

I never asked you to be dad
I never asked you to be the father I never had
All I wanted was a friend
I never asked you to make up for all the times you were not there
I understood and I just wanted to know a little more about you

We slowly grew a little closer
Holidays came and we were together
But soon you saw your baby girl
Was a woman all grown up
The last day was just a 2 month span
I haven’t seen since then

I never asked you to be dad
I never asked you to be the father I never had
All I wanted was a friend
I never asked you to make up for all the times you were not there
I understood and I just wanted to know a little more about you

You turned your back on me
Your phone was disconnected
With worry I came running to you
And you looked me in the eyes
You saw your daughter standing there
She was nothing more than a stranger
I guess I know what it’s like to be
Daddy’s forgotten girl

I never asked you to be dad
I never asked you to be the father I never had
All I wanted was a friend
I never asked you to make up for all the times you were not there
I understood and I just wanted to know a little more about you

*song*

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  • 17 years ago

    by catherine

    I really liked that and I would love to hear it with music as well. I felt you described everything very well. 5/5 and thanks for commenting on my poem.

  • 17 years ago

    by Karl Wild GG23

    A sad song with so much meaning i enjoyed it 5/5 again

  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni

    I liked the flow of this it sounded swell.

  • 17 years ago

    by Scrittore

    I met my dad a year ago in october... last week he looked me in the eyes and pretended he didn't know me. His phone was disconnected, and he had been sick lately... I just wanted to know that he was ok. He waws running from his apartment but he was too late. ...all I wanted was to know him.

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