I got the text you sent to us
It's nice you preferred my sister to me
After all, I was not yours to love
She is the one you miss out of us all
Because, we were simply the unwanted duo
Just there in the background while you spoiled her
I've been trying to get my grades up
Been working really hard lately to catch up
Are you proud of me? Do you care?
I guess not, I am never good enough in your eyes
I never have been, always something wrong
With what I wear or what I do, always unwanted
You must know by now that I hate you
You were never there for us when we needed you
Always with whats-her-face or some other bimbo
And at sixteen I feel nothing but hatred for you
And while it is justified in every way for this violent hate
That doesn't make it right for me to hate you!
Ten whole years, a full decade, does that have meaning?
Not that those phrases mean anything to you
But you came into our lives when I was six so yes,
Those phrases have meaning deeper than simple time
Because time is no medicine for wounds so deep
It simply adds more weight on my shoulders
It's not easy having to be the adult in youth
The one that can never break down and cry
Even worse when your eight year old sister
Is asking when her daddy will call her to say goodnight
Or if he will even send her a birthday card
After being forgotten in the Yuletime
You've ripped my childhood to tatters and burned it to ash
As if telling me I'm a disappointment wasn't enough
I blame you for my circumstance with every right
Yet still that voice hidden deep inside asks over and over
In a childish voice borne only through innocence
What did I do wrong, Dad? Why did you go?
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