Daddy’s Little Mistake

I have tried for so long,

to make you proud, to make you love me,

but these efforts are in vain,

you destory my hopes and shatter my dreams,

this broken family just keeps me suffering,

hit me,

strangle me,

hate me,

threaten me,

they all leave the same scar on my heart.

 

Why call me your daughter,

if you want nothing to do with me,

your little mistake that is me. . . your first born,

I am sorry that I am not what you want,

sorry that I can not make you happy,

just abandon me here and let me fall,

never look back to this little girl,

cowering in the corner waiting for the strike,

expecting those dark hands to cover my throat,

to end this life that only struggles desperately to please you.

 

And after all these years the battle wages on,

it is pointless to fight for acceptance,

you will never accept me. . . the daughter you raised,

you will never admit that you made me this way,

this little unwanted mistake,

so beat me until I disappear from view,

cut off my oxygen until there is no where left for me to go,

just leave me in the ground and walk away from me,

you will not miss you,

and you will never love me.

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January 1, 2006

*hug*…