'Daddy's Little Girl'
I used to be your starry sky Your little girl who you adored You used to know I was alive Child of your seed who never cried Once upon a time you would love To tell me I was beautiful I turned 13, you grew out of me Trust and love are a fable of the past Daddy loves a pretty girl With no complications Daddy still loves my little sister But that will change when she turns 13 I used to be your pride and joy You would show me off to your friends Talk about my reading level How I buried my nose in Gone With The Wind Once upon a time I was pretty As long as I brought you your coffee just right I started growing up, you grew tired of me Now that I'm not begging for ballet class Daddy wants me to be his pretty girl He wants me to stay that perfect age With no boyfriends, no thoughts, no worries No one really wants to changepossibly the nicest and most friendly thing ive ever felt or written about my father. he just didnt care after i became a teenager. Written January 14th, 2002 © on Jan 14 2002 09:46 AM PST 10 • 0 • 1
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"I used to be your starry sky..."