I’ve worked for your love,
but you never seem to let me keep it.
For one moment you are proud in the next
I only disappoint.
My best will Never be good enough...but can we pretend that it is.
That I am.
Maybe for one moment you don’t want me to change,
only to be,
me Your daughter.
I want you to be proud to call me that. Please?
Created: Mar 11, 2014Madisonpaige Document Media