Daddy

A poem about the Authors Father and his hurting her.

If you don’t care

Why are you always in my space?

Telling me to do this and that

I thought you said

You didn't care

Are you coming out of your depressed stage?

To actually pay attention to me?

Or is this one of your happy streaks?

The streaks of time

Where you care

And then you go back to stage One

Tell me

Because I am tired of thinking that you care

When you don’t

And turning around to see you care again

Please get it in order

And then maybe

I will understand you

And be the daughter you want

But it’s not all on me