Daddy's Little Girl

I’m all alone and the walls are closing in.
The only thing I have ever wanted was to make him proud of me.
I know now that it’s never going to happen.
Every word that passes his lips is a lie.
Most harsh, and on some occasion sweet.
Almost like tossing back a hard liquor.
It burns like hell going down, but it’s worth it for the simple fact of holding on to the belief that eventually I will have a good feeling after the burn.
I know I shouldn’t take the mental blows anymore.
That I should walk away and never look back
But I’m guilty of wanting his love and attention.
For him to be proud to call me his daughter.
I can’t help it…..I’ve always wanted to be daddy’s little girl.