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

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.