Dear dad, dearest mom
Living in gorges of guilt
Facing the consequences
Of my actions, of my verdicts
Of the person I opted to be
They gaze at me
Inside it tears me apart
For they raised a princess
Never heaved a whore
She glares at me across the room
Inside she’s motherly aching
On the outside, she loathes me
For she knows I could be
The person she wants to see
But I rebel, I rebut
For baseless reasons
Yet still living in lament
For our apparitions never met
Maybe one day ill alter
Maybe one day they’ll discern
That I adore them
I love them so
Dear dad, dearest mom,
I’m wretched, I’m remorseful
I am not the daughter you hoisted
Nonetheless, certainly I can be
If you just give me the time to let you see
But for the time being, I’m just sorry
Facing the consequences
Of my actions, of my verdicts
Of the person I opted to be
They gaze at me
Inside it tears me apart
For they raised a princess
Never heaved a whore
She glares at me across the room
Inside she’s motherly aching
On the outside, she loathes me
For she knows I could be
The person she wants to see
But I rebel, I rebut
For baseless reasons
Yet still living in lament
For our apparitions never met
Maybe one day ill alter
Maybe one day they’ll discern
That I adore them
I love them so
Dear dad, dearest mom,
I’m wretched, I’m remorseful
I am not the daughter you hoisted
Nonetheless, certainly I can be
If you just give me the time to let you see
But for the time being, I’m just sorry