Used to be a Daddy's girl by Kim

Used to be a Daddy's girl

I used to be a Daddy's girl
he was my everything my world.

I never noticed how he slowly disappeared. Till one day he just wasn't there.

I looked all around till i heard that fimilar voice calling someone else his baby girl. I knew that was my name I was and still am his only girl.

He didn't seem to notice how the lack of him was killing me. When i cut my arm to take away the pain he didn't even look and see.

I wondered for eleven years what the hell am i doing here. If my daddy doesn't love me who in this world would. If my daddy doesn't love i must be no good.

Saddly with tears in my eyes i sat and watched my childhood go by. I didn't have my father i was alone. I walked away from a world I once called my home.

When my mother woke to find my empty bed. She called and told my father but the words fell upon an empty head.

Later when they found me and the yelling was almost clear i turned and looked at him and simply asked " What the hell are you doing here?"

You said you were scared that you had lost me. Your only little girl and if you didn't have me you had no place in this world.

As a smile light my face I looked at you and asked whats that girl doing in my place?

I told you you had already lost your one and only girl the very day you left me alone in this cruel and frightening world.

I hated you once for leaving me alone but i hate you no more because of you my heart is just like stone.

I used to be a Daddy's girl
but now i know
there is no such thing as a daddy
at least none i have ever known.

-Kim -

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