The birth of a broken hearted girl

Growing up without a father seems to be the normal 

But the feelings and thoughts that come wit it can’t be normal 

The heart wrenching feeling of your daddy not being there

The hurt, the pain, and the consistent tears 

When I was 4, they locked you up and threw away the key

You was snatched from my grip almost instantly 

Phone calls here and there but it’s wasn’t the same 

Seems as nobody can relate or feel the same

But you gotta understand...

My eyes used to fill with tears just thinking about you 

It shattered my heart not having you here while I was thinking about you

Then a broken hearted girl was born, and it was hard to get here but my heart is mending 

Still there is this built in rage that lives inside 

Can’t talk it out because nobody seems to understand so I’m gone write it out and make it understandable 

I always loved my pops with this unconditional love this pure untampered and unexplainable love 

Stuff started happening that I couldn’t control 

I started to spiral and I was out of control 

I was honestly mad at the world and everything in it

Can’t even tell you what I was really mad about 

I was like a ticking time bomb ready to explode

But after a while all the anger turned into sadness and I fell deep into depression 

Stop talking to my daddy for a while 

I stopped getting the calls and the letters

This gave me time to work on myself

When I got a little calmer pops started back calling and everything was just on the up

I could finally breathe 

I was finally free