your mistake...

every time i look in the mirror and see my reflection,
i have to remember you made your decision.

and during the storms; i sit there and wonder,
how i don't have my father to hold me through thunder.

i was a daddy's girl with all of my heart,
i never ever thought we would be apart.

people say i'm sad; trust me i'm not,
because before the present,
i had to sit there while ya'll fought,
you treated my mom like some worthless, little, peasant.

you lied, you cheated, you broke all our hearts,
and now all our lives are falling apart.

it's really hard to hate your father,
but the old love i had for you is hard to bring back so,
why should i bother?

i have so much anger built up and i don't know what to do,
all i know is each day i find another reason to dislike you.

i'll be crying one moment; then laughing the next,
because with you i don't know what to expect.

first it's this; then it's that,
and my last time with you; you had a gun and a bat.

and i just want you, and everyone to see,
you made the mistake; not me.