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Daddy's little girl
Supposed to be provided viable lessons and the World
Maybe even some occasional yellow lillies or white roses, daddy's girl chains and tender forehead kisses
But instead I sit back and watch strangers replay remnants of my emptiness
But I drowned the tears in alcohol, clouded my thoughts with smoke, and voiced my feelings between the sheets
Even so. I'm still left with the memory of the fact that I have none
Except that because of you for fifteen years my mom lied to me about you from day one
I hate you for being absent
Yet I still wish to hold your love for ransom
Just wish you knew about your beautiful pearl
And how I still wish to be Daddy's Little Girl
