The Sequel to All My Poems: What About Me?

by I am Michelle   Jan 22, 2006


Sometimes I wonder if you ever don't see right through me Dad
I know you can't stop thinking about what you once had
But I'm your daughter now, don't you even care about me
I love you too, I want you to hug me and kiss me, can't you see

Mom says that you don't love us and you never will love anyone
You have a burden on your shoulder and it's weighing a ton
I know you can love us and treat us right but I think you chose not to
Don't you get it Dad, we love you, don't you have even a clue

Sometimes I know you get angry and you prefer to take it out on me
I somehow relieve your stress, I'm your punching bag, hitting me is your key
I lie about you all the time, Dad, I say you're the best and I love you
Everyone likes you from the things I say; they think you say I love you too

Remember you hit me so hard once against the floor that I was out cold
No one else was home but the neighbors heard the screaming and told
I was in a coma and was at the hospital for such a very long time
It cost us so much money I couldn't believe we had nothing left but a dime

But I didn't tell anyone because I loved you too much to let anyone know
You didn't touch me after, your emotions got to you, they just sometimes overflow
You wouldn't look me in the eye, especially while I was in a wheelchair
I wouldn't look at you or talk to you either; I wouldn't even if it was a dare

Remember when we adopted Rick, and you spent all your time with him
His biological parents had died so his life was also a little dim
You had something in common with him; you lost the ones you loved most
You spent the whole summer with him, just him and you on the east coast

While you were gone Mom told me the story about your life
She said you had another daughter and a beautiful wife
You guys were a really close family, you loved each other so much
Your daughter and you were so close that you wouldn't let anyone touch

Your wife died of cancer and you had to start going to work a lot
You daughter was left with a nanny cleaning things with a pot
Mom said you screwed some guy over and took all of his money
Your daughter took her life for you, she was as sweet as honey
But you couldn't stand that she did that so you tried to commit suicide
You laid bleeding on the floor but someone saved you, you hadn't died
When you awoke in the hospital, you screamed your daughter's name
You were so delusional; you thought this was some wicked, nasty game

Sometimes at night you still scream her name over and over, you never stop
I'm always tempted to wake you but I'm afraid you'll hit me with a pot
You cry sometimes too, like you've never cried before, it makes me scared
It's obvious you loved her so much, I know at one point you had cared

I look through your old files from your old job before I was born
That's where you keep your picture, the one that's a little torn
You've wrapped it in a red hair ribbon; I assume she gave it to you
She looked so happy in the picture; I could tell she loved you too

Did you tuck her into bed late at night and read her a children's book?
Did you ever read her Peter Pan and about that guy with the hook?
Did you give her big kisses and hugs and did you take her to the park?
Did you push her on the swings and look at the stars when it got dark?

Did you love you wife and put you hands on her so gently not to hurt her?
Did you buy her diamond earnings and a heavy coat that is made of fur?
Did you whisper I love you over and over again in her ear?
Did you wipe her eyes whenever you saw a fallen tear?

Did they tell you to do bad things to people if they ever left you?
Did they say never talk to you new daughter and don't love her too?
Did they say to hate your new wife and make her life such a blur?
Did they say neglect your new daughter or to hurt and beat her?

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