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We used to spend time together, we used to be tight. But I don't what happened, now if we talk, its a fight.
You don't know me anymore. I don't know why, but it hurts inside. A few questions:
Who are my friends?
What are my grades?
Where do I like to hang out?
What do I like to do in my free time?
Who do I love?
You can't answer any of these. Why?
I miss you Daddy. The old daddy, who loved me and cared. Not the new Daddy who is rude to everyone and spends no time with his family.
Are we a burden to you? It seems like it.
We cry for you and you never know it because you are blind. Blind to see what really matters. All you care about is your friends and your hobby, your hobby that you do every weekend, and work on after your job every night.
When I try to get close to you, by trying to take an interest in your hobby, you wont let me. You shut me out or ignore me. WHY?
Why do you do that to me? I HATE YOU FOR THAT!!
Where are you Daddy, you must be under there some place. Under That man who calls himself my father, that man I don't know.
Please come out Daddy,
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Daddy

Contributed by Desi on Tuesday, 15th April 2003 @ 08:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems

Dad, Do you remember me? Your little girl? Your Princess? Do you? What happened?
We used to spend time together, we used to be tight. But I don't what happened, now if we talk, its a fight.
You don't know me anymore. I don't know why, but it hurts inside. A few questions:
Who are my friends?
What are my grades?
Where do I like to hang out?
What do I like to do in my free time?
Who do I love?
You can't answer any of these. Why?
I miss you Daddy. The old daddy, who loved me and cared. Not the new Daddy who is rude to everyone and spends no time with his family.
Are we a burden to you? It seems like it.
We cry for you and you never know it because you are blind. Blind to see what really matters. All you care about is your friends and your hobby, your hobby that you do every weekend, and work on after your job every night.
When I try to get close to you, by trying to take an interest in your hobby, you wont let me. You shut me out or ignore me. WHY?
Why do you do that to me? I HATE YOU FOR THAT!!
Where are you Daddy, you must be under there some place. Under That man who calls himself my father, that man I don't know.
Please come out Daddy,
Please come home.

Copyright © Desi ... [ 2003-04-15 08:35:00]
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Re: Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Tuesday, 15th April 2003 @ 02:30:48 PM AEST
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"Who are my friends?
What are my grades?
Where do I like to hang out?
What do I like to do in my free time?
Who do I love?"

It seems like alot of Dads can't answer those questions... it's sad really.... Good write Desi.

Re: Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by Trisha on Monday, 21st July 2003 @ 04:34:20 PM AEST
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Desi, I really do like this. I wont be able answer that question cause Dad's can't answer that.

Re: Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by Trisha on Monday, 21st July 2003 @ 04:38:25 PM AEST
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Desi, I really do like this. I wont be able answer that question cause Dad's can't answer that.

Re: Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by Trisha on Monday, 21st July 2003 @ 05:14:44 PM AEST
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Desi, I really do like this. I wont be able answer that question cause Dad's can't answer that.

Re: Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by Trisha on Monday, 21st July 2003 @ 05:18:02 PM AEST
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Desi, I really do like this. I wont be able answer that question cause Dad's can't answer that.

Re: Daddy (User Rating: 1 )
by Trisha on Monday, 21st July 2003 @ 05:20:22 PM AEST
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Desi, I really do like this. I wont be able answer that question cause Dad's can't answer that.

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