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Don't You See, Daddy?

August 20, 2010
By Anonymous

I don't care about not having presents,
Don't you see?
I don't talk to you
Because I'm trying to protect me.

All these years you haven't really been here,
Don't you see?
All I've ever wanted
Was for you to be
The same Daddy that you were
When I was three.

I know it was the alcoholic talking,
But why don't you see?
All those hurtful things you've said
And how they've affected me.

All those voicemails you've left
Asking 'what did I ever do?'
Don't you see, Daddy?
You've hurt me, too.

© Shira B., Marblehead, MA

The author's comments:
I just want to say that no matter how my dad talks to me or what he does, I still love him. Nothing can or ever will make me stop loving him.
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