Ode To the Older Man In My Life

I know I’ve always saidI love you dadBut I don’t think you know what I meanI know you’ve always saidThat you loved meBut I don’t think you know what it means to me.Sometimes you piss me offYou rant and rave and yellYou take your bad day out on everyone elseAnd make them feel badBut then I’ve always saidI love you dadBut I don’t think you knew that I meant itAnd I know you always saidYou loved my workJust to make me feel goodI want you to feel proud of meBut sometimes you don’t say itYou ask me how something wentSometimes I don’t feel like you careYou don’t always come to my functionsI don’t think you know about themYou compare me to my brotherBut I don’t think you know we can’t be comparedSometimes I feel you give me all the responsibilityAnd I don’t think you know, that sometimes I don’t want it.I don’t think you remember, that I am a kidAnd I am not mature, and responsibleSometimes I forget thingsAnd I don’t think you knowThat I do need you to be involvedI do want you to be involvedI want you to be proud of meI want you to brag about your “little girl”I want to be the little girl of your dreamsBut I don’t think you remember that I am not perfectI can’t be everything that you wantI am you “little girl” weather you like it or notWe have to stick together as a “family”And if we don’t understand each otherThen that can’t happen.Whatever comes I am there for youI want you to be there for meI want you to be my comfort,Not yell or talk about old days,Not say if I were you, “Just Listen”I want to talk to youNot you talk to meWe have to stick togetherAnd even If I don’t always say itI need you, Yes that’s right I doWe have to stick togetherWe have to love each otherAnd I know I don’t always say itI know I don’t always act like I doBut dad, this is my way of telling youHow much I really LOVE and need you.Sometimes I hate you so much... most of the time actually. SOmetimes I just don't know. Written November 29th, 2001 © on Nov 29 2001 07:48 AM PST   18 • 0 • 8