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