So Sick and Tired...

by emily   Jul 28, 2006


All of the other times
i really tried to ignore your lies
and get on with my life
but this is the final straw

I really do wish that you could see
that you need to shape up
to be a good father
to me

You finally stopped calling
and i was happy
the message finally got through
i didn't want anything
to do with you

You were never there
to help me with my problems
you were never there
to dry any of my tears

When i saw you of a weekend
you brought me gifts
but money could not buy
my love back

When i had bad dreams
of a night
it was only mum there
to take away all of the fright

I'm sorry To say this Dad
but you did it to yourself
now 'your little princess'
has grown up and can see for herself

That you really don't care
you pretended for all those years
but now you have hurt me
too deep inside, and i now i have realized
for you, i cried too many tears...

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  • 17 years ago

    by Silent Screams

    I know how you feel but i still can't get over the fact that my dad thinks his fien with what he's doing and that he's never going to have to change anyways...5/5 GREAT poem full of raw emotion keep up the amazing work
    auna