Our Dad..

This is for me and my sister.. towards my dad.

I bet you didnt know that
We talk behind your back
Wishing that for once
Wed have a positive dad

Rather then one who insults us
Making us feel like crap
Saying things like Ive seen better
Well were getting sick of that

We dont need you to tell us
That our math mark isnt strong
Or that our eyeliner is out of place
And that whatever we say is wrong.

You basically slap us in the face
When you put us down
And when you laugh at stuff we do
We do nothing but look around.

Look around for help
For someone to say itll be ok
That our dad has just had to much to drink
And hell change someday.

You dont realize how bad we feel
Knowing nothings good enough for you
For once Dad, could we be more
Then nothings to you.