The way I see things

The way I look at things

So people say that I should not be the way I am
But guess what

I’m the way I am because I am my father’s daughter
Some days I think

It would be good to be dead just so I could be with my dad

I sometimes wish that

I always said I would never get thru this by myself if anything happened to you

My Dad has been the only father of mine that has ever been there for me

No other man has ever been there for me like my dad,

I sometimes wish I was dead.

I have thought of way to kill myself many of times.

I wonder why I think this way

I Just Miss My Dad So Much

Dad I think about you everyday

I wonder why you left me the way you did

I am so mad at you

I don’t know what to do about it

It just seems like I’m about to hit rock bottom and

I don’t know what to hell to do!

What do I think this way??

I wish I knew why I think this way.