Cross my heart and hope to die,
I swear to you, I’ll never lie.
I won’t let my children fall asleep,
Hearing sounds of their typical weeps.

I’ll never throw lamps at the wall;
I’ll never watch family pictures fall.
I used to fear you’d walk down that hall,
And mommy’s name I used to call.

When we left in my ninth year,
You didn’t shed a single tear.
You probably went and grabbed a beer,
And drank until you felt no fear.

When I was younger, you changed me;
A violent temper, still all I see.
Now you’re just piled up memories;
Constantly replaying inside of me.

You’re a cold, bitter, greedy man.
Should have known, you can’t give a damn.
Just because you are my “Dad”-
Doesn’t mean I can’t be mad.

The way you act, so carefree,
It really has cut into me.
I feel my heart break in two.
Why did God relate me to you?

When you look into my eyes,
I hope you see my silent cries.
I hope you see the scars you left;
To them, there’s never ending depth.

Cross my heart and hope to die,
I hope you’re proud of how you lie.
I hope that when you finally die,
You know you’re daughter will finally cry.

I am torn to pieces deep inside.
Every night, you make me cry.
Daddy, I hate that I love you,
And that you’ll never love me too.