| I thought you cared. I thought maybe you loved me. I hoped maybe you thought of me. But now I know I was foolish. Now I know I was dreaming. Dreaming of something I’ll never have. Why have I spent idle time crying over you, you worthless father! Well now I hate you. Now it doesn’t matter what you say, or what you do. It’s too late. You’ve lost your daughter! I gave you chances, one after another. Well you just gave up your last chance. How does it feel? Tell me. How does it feel now that the tables are turned? How do you like not having the one person you wish you had the most? Well, I hope you’re happy. I hope you have fun with out me. Do you know why? Because I am never looking back. Never hoping or dreaming or even thinking of you again. You lost your chance. You have stood me up for the last time. You’re dead to me. |
