I started smoking
just to feel closer
to you.
I kept saying I didn't want to be like you.
But I started smoking the same old
cigarettes you have been smoking
for the past twenty years
Now it's something I can't
live without.
It's something that reminds
me of you
everyday
until my last.
I'm keeping the lie up
it's painfully funny
how easy it is to fool you.
I can see how you treat
your only pride and joy
your only son
Even though I've never been
enough for you to
even dare to acknowledge me
as your daughter
I can't seem to hate you.
It's pitiful
the love of a daughter
for her father.
YOU ARE READING
Hatred
PoetryA little compilation of the verses I wrote while being an angsty teenager. Now that I've grown, I write as an escape, knowing that my 16 years old me was onto something since life it's been pretty nasty ~Good luck, stay safe and enjoy.
