Dear Daddy,
I love you, but some days you make it hard to like you.
You raised me well, but very flawed.
I know right from wrong, but was taught no application.
I remember the days when we were inseparable. Now it is hard for me to believe how great a man you are.
I looked to you for guidance through my childhood, and when I became an adult I realized you were just as lost.
I am not with out my own mistakes, but I face them.
I know I was troubled, but I got help.
You told me I had strength. As long as you have family you have the world.
You dislike most of yours and talk to even less.
You hide from your own flaws, you have made that clear.
You expect me to be honest with you, but you are not honest with yourself.
You have lied to me more times than I can count and you can't figure out why I hide from you.
You shame me for my flaws, but didn't teach me how to change them.
Your behavior disgusts me.
Your hypocrisy is all too familiar
Your fake perfection is no longer hidden.
You put my dreams down, giving them no faith.
You wondered why I had nothing to say, why I didn't pick a hobby
Because anything I did, you picked apart if you didn't like it.
If its not part of your fucking plan, it's wrong.
You act dumbfounded when nobody wants to talk to you or share their life with you.
Take the hint, nobody looks to down trodden people for a pick me up.
You throw money at problems to fix them.
When I look at the band-aids covering knife wounds it makes me realize you are not the man I grew up with.
In the pit of my heart I hold more anger and hate than I can bare, which saddens me to the core that I will never again be daddy's little girl.
Truly me, never again yours,
Daddy's little girl
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