The early years were great,
then some things changed
for a while,
but now your here to stay.
You have coached the
sports i play,
yes, we have those memories,
but it feels like all of that,
just faded away.
i used to like the way you looked at me,
like i had made you proud.
But now i finally see...
i see..
that things have changed,
i don't know if they will ever
be the same.
Because it seems like your
never proud of me...
even if i just played my best game.
i see...
how i still get compared to her,
sorry that i can't play like that,
but i do have a smart brain, sir.
i see...
that no matter what i do,
it's not going to be good enough...
there is no pleasing you.
I'm sorry sir-
that i didn't lose weight
fast enough,
sorry-
that i didn't make the team
sorry-
that when you hurt me,
i am not tough
Sorry dad
i can no longer be
compared to her.
you said in the beginning,
that me and my sisters
will always come first,
i guess you didn't mean that,
dad are you listening?
i'm not trying to sound
selfish,
or spoiled,
i'm just trying to tell you
how i feel
and maybe the look in your
eyes won't kill.
Can you see it in my smile?
Can you see it in my eyes?
Can you see how i am hurting,
Can you see my fake lies?
The lies that say i am fine,
The lies that say i am okay,
The lies that say i am out
of time,
and i can no longer stay.
I can no longer stay
and take this pain,
I can no longer stay
in this house,
because i don't want
to be hurt again.
Everything i do,
i do for you,
now everything
i do,
i got to do for me,
because the proud
look in your eyes i
no longer see!
But you know what
hurts the most dad?
I see that look in your
eyes, whenever you
look at Christine.
-Vanessa-
*Christine is my step sister
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