January 11, 2008
By Brittany hornbaker, Stafford, KS

I wonder if it’s my fault:
every night I lay awake thinking ,
wishing I could be your little girl
why did you leave: not even saying good bye.
I thought you loved me?
Was I wrong?
Was I a mistake?
An now that your gone I never see you.
I thought I was daddy’s little girl
Now I lay here crying wishing I could
See you.
Why did you leave me??
Did you mean it when you said you loved me??

Now I’ve grown up with out a daddy’s love
Far apart... seems like I was never suppose to have one
Maybe now ill just move on... far away from you
Never having a fathers love... never thinking of you again.

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