Daddy's Little Girl.

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.