the confessions of a broken heart
i wait for the postman to bring me a letter
i wait for the good lord to make me feel better
and i carry the weight of the world on my shoulders
a family in crisis that only grows older
why’d you have to go
why’d you have to go
why’d you have to go
daughter to father, daughter to father
i am broken but i am hoping
daughter to father, daughter to father
i am crying, a part of me is dying and
these are, these are
the confessions of a broken heart
i wear all your old clothes your polo sweater
i dream of another you the one who would never
leave me alone to pick up the pieces
a daddy to hold me, that’s what i needed
so why’d you have to go
why’d you have to go
why’d you have to go
daughter to father, daughter to father
i don’t know you, but i still want to
daughter to father, daughter to father
tell me the truth, did u ever love me
cause these are, these are
the confessions of a broken heart
i love you, i loved you.
daddy-
i had decided against writing in this. it was a waste of time, but i decided since i knew you'd see it- this post would serve it's purpose. even if you didn't read it yourself, your girlfriend would- and you'd still receive a copy. it's been almost a year, and you're not here. you're not the man i thought you were. not the person i see when i look at pictures of me growing up. you let something change and left me behind. i never thought growing up i would be here now, being the only one mom can lean on. you were high school sweethearts, you were married, and had me... but none of that matters- you abandoned all of that. it is my job to learn from your mistakes- like the broken promises, your constant negativity, and your lack of interest all in me. you can play pity party on yourself all you want, but you are the one who can't be a man, you are the only one who isn't willing to work on things. you can believe anything you'd like about me, make up any sort of stories- but you still have no idea, because you don't even know me. this isn't meant to make you angry- or raise your blood pressure, just make you realize. you have changed the way i will look at you forever, you have changed the person i am. before i could forgive and move on, and now i can't just make excuses for you. i talk to you every other week if even- i can call and talk to your machine, but let's face it you don't call back. sometimes i wonder what you're up to, where you might be- but i know you never do that when it comes to me. mom had told you that your actions will lead me to want nothing to do with you, and it's true... i'm so sick of holding a torch to something getting better. i'm tired of letting whatever you do be okay and always being the one who's wrong. i deserve more than this- i deserve to be respected, i deserve to be truly loved. i'm grateful i have the support system i have- with mom, dale, and my friends- and if you can't be a part of that then poo poo on you. it's your loss for missing out on me.
-renee
i wait for the good lord to make me feel better
and i carry the weight of the world on my shoulders
a family in crisis that only grows older
why’d you have to go
why’d you have to go
why’d you have to go
daughter to father, daughter to father
i am broken but i am hoping
daughter to father, daughter to father
i am crying, a part of me is dying and
these are, these are
the confessions of a broken heart
i wear all your old clothes your polo sweater
i dream of another you the one who would never
leave me alone to pick up the pieces
a daddy to hold me, that’s what i needed
so why’d you have to go
why’d you have to go
why’d you have to go
daughter to father, daughter to father
i don’t know you, but i still want to
daughter to father, daughter to father
tell me the truth, did u ever love me
cause these are, these are
the confessions of a broken heart
i love you, i loved you.
daddy-
i had decided against writing in this. it was a waste of time, but i decided since i knew you'd see it- this post would serve it's purpose. even if you didn't read it yourself, your girlfriend would- and you'd still receive a copy. it's been almost a year, and you're not here. you're not the man i thought you were. not the person i see when i look at pictures of me growing up. you let something change and left me behind. i never thought growing up i would be here now, being the only one mom can lean on. you were high school sweethearts, you were married, and had me... but none of that matters- you abandoned all of that. it is my job to learn from your mistakes- like the broken promises, your constant negativity, and your lack of interest all in me. you can play pity party on yourself all you want, but you are the one who can't be a man, you are the only one who isn't willing to work on things. you can believe anything you'd like about me, make up any sort of stories- but you still have no idea, because you don't even know me. this isn't meant to make you angry- or raise your blood pressure, just make you realize. you have changed the way i will look at you forever, you have changed the person i am. before i could forgive and move on, and now i can't just make excuses for you. i talk to you every other week if even- i can call and talk to your machine, but let's face it you don't call back. sometimes i wonder what you're up to, where you might be- but i know you never do that when it comes to me. mom had told you that your actions will lead me to want nothing to do with you, and it's true... i'm so sick of holding a torch to something getting better. i'm tired of letting whatever you do be okay and always being the one who's wrong. i deserve more than this- i deserve to be respected, i deserve to be truly loved. i'm grateful i have the support system i have- with mom, dale, and my friends- and if you can't be a part of that then poo poo on you. it's your loss for missing out on me.
-renee