My father

I think he don't love me
Cause he makes me suffer with her words.
Sometimes he says that I'm a bad girl.
Sometimes he says that anyone don't need to love me.

I love him and I don't know why.
But I don't like when he tells me that words evils..
He don't know if it's hurt me
He can't understand how it's hurt to me feel like a person destroys.

Even my father hate me sometimes
And love me too when he wants I don't mind
All I know it's I love him like that.

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