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A letter from a daughter

How can I be able to trust any man when I can’t even trust my own father?
I really thought you’ve changed but your indecisive mind shows me that you’ll always be the same.
I don’t want your mediocre promises.
I can’t wait around for a grown man to ask permission.
You’re my father, I don’t want to see you be submissive.
I want you to see you get off the fence.
I need for you to come to my defense!
But I guess choosing my side won’t ever make sense,
not when you fear the consequence.
But thanks Dad, because now I know that your love for me is allusive.
Something intangible that I can reach for but never grasp.
And that you will never stand up to her, even for me, your only flesh and blood.
She’s your wife, not your master.
But don’t go worrying about me, I’m only your daughter after all.
Maybe if I was a son I could compel you to act...
But since I’m a daughter and not a son I’ll never make an impact.
And I’m not sure of much, but I am sure of this:
I shouldn’t have to fight to be your daughter.
But I hope you wake up and realize before it’s too late,
that her daughter is not your daughter.
And that you understand before you sign my fate
that she already has a father, she doesn’t need or want another.
And you can do everything for her that you’d never do for me.
But I’ll never have anybody else.
You’re the only father I’ll ever get.
But for now I’ll keep my distance so I don’t mess anything up.
So when you want a real relationship with me and not this disaster
give me a call.
But don’t stall because I don’t know how much longer I can wait.

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