daddy's little girl.
who's hand you always held.
who's hair you always did.
who's name you always shouted.
who's fault was it.
when we stopped being friends?
when we started hating each other.
i hate you for the making me keep the family together.
i hate you for choosing yourself over me.
i hate you for leaving my corner.
all my hate, still doesn't equal my love for you.
i still wish you would think about me.
am I still your little girl?