Daddy dearest left in year eight.
That's when I learned how to hate.
I prayed and wished for him to come home.
But where was he? With her alone.
I wept in anger, pity, self-hate.
That's when I finally closed my gate.
It hurt to know he left me.
"I left mommy not you." he tried to get me to see.
But I'm not gullible, I can see a lie.
I unknotted our connection while he grabbed it to retie.
I told him to leave, I never again want to see him.
I looked into his eyes to see the tears that rimmed them.
He only has himself to blame.
For he thought our family was just a game.
He tries to lure me to his bait.
Daddy only has himself to blame; For he taught his little girl how to hate.