Dear Daddy

Nice of you to show your face.

I'm seventeen now, your little girl has been gone for a while now,
and she grew up without a father.
I dont have 'daddy issues', but I do have a bone to pick with you.
Because all this time I have been trying to be a good girl, and love you,
you've been loving yourself too.
But only yourself, I see.
Do you realize that you are almost forty years old now,
and everything still needs to be about you?
I'm not going to play the blame-game,
I've already laid that claim to you,
and you know it,
so I feel free to tell.
And by the way,
all the money in the world couldn't buy me.
Not my respect,
can't make up for all the times you didn't call.
Fair enough to say no love is lost,
because I'm not convinced you ever loved me at all.