Girl Dad
There's something on my mind I want to tell you.
Why have me if you knew you would fail me?
Then have the audacity to want the praise a parent gets.
You don't understand the hurt you caused us.
You can't make it up.
You can't buy my love.
You can't possibly think being my friend will work.
I don't want your kisses, your hugs, you to hold me.
I want better than you.
But it's ok. I'll be fine without you.
To all the girl dad's, you're important.
RIP KOBE.
This poem is about:
Me
My family