Im 13 and this is what I think of my dad...... Little girl dying inside your words filled with rage, anger and hate.. you don't listen or see the inside of me, the one trying to contain her beauty within you only make things worse.. see me for who I am, not what u want to make me every time you say a word, u crush a part of my mind your blood pumps in mine but its a different color meet me half way:$ Peace out!
give the guy break huh, its realy tough to try and guide a daughter in this age, be patient with him he'll learn in time
Move out and get a job while you still know everything. You know what, sorry, I think the poster is totally dead on. That mean old daddy, telling her she can't stay out til 3 am with guys she doesn't know, can't smoke in the house, can't get drunk with friends or wear makeup. And he expects her to do HOMEWORK! OMG Just for ONE DAY I think the world should be run by thirteen year old girls. By noon the place'd be in flames. BUT WE WOULD ALL BE SO SO MATURE.
Actually my dad doenst live with me. He doesnt ask what grades I get, or what sports I'm in, or who my best friends are. He hasnt told me he loves me since I was 3. I only wish he would know I drink and smoke, so he could yell at me, and tell me I'm fucking up my life.
Little girl dying inside. Your words filled with rage, anger and hate... You don't listen or see, the inside of me, the one trying to contain her beauty within. You only make things worse... See me for who I am, not what u want to make me. Every time you say a word, u crush a part of my mind! Your blood pumps, in mine, but its a different color. Meet me half way? ~* This is what is saw in your poem. The essence is great, just needs more space to breathe. "My thoughts are fragile, like the wings of a butterfly, your words blow them to pieces." Peace & Bright Blessings ~*
