Hurtbutterfly

My fathers daughter

Kick your son out and see if he reacts the same...

Young girl just like her father.

yet heart of her mother ,personality all her own....

Learns from others mistakes, knows what not to do as she’s grown.

a burning fire what we call desire, to break the curses on her own...

alone in a different town.

”it’s the quiet ones you gotta watch out for”...knows what to prioritize. 
her children are the fuel to the fire.

..I will never be like them. Right foot forward, chin in the wind as the tears dry..

muscle. Her fathers daughter but a personality of her own.