I know that if they tested my blood they’d tell me the truth
I am not that different from both of you
If they took a needle and pricked my veins
It would only add to my longing pain
I am forever tied to the two
Who reflect me through and through
I am a product of my mother and father
I cannot change the people who made me me
I try and hide the rage inside
Because it reminds me of you
People say I am my fathers daughter
But if that is true I should be ashamed
If I am my fathers daughter I am an alcoholic, narcissist, and an abuser
If I am my fathers daughter I hate the world
How could I hate something so beautiful and full of life
How do I hide the parts of me that reflect you
I can change my face and fix my nose
But at the end of the day my blood will still bleed through
I am a product of my mother and father
I diminish any event in my life because you taught me nothing I do will ever deserve praise
So I sit here and wonder when will I find my escape
How do I hide the parts of me that remind me of you
How do I hide the fact that I am my father’s daughter