I sit in his lap as he tells me why he thinks I am the most beautiful girl in the world. We go out to do stuff to together with me taking premium seats better than those my millions of brothers get. I am both queen and princess here in his castle. I am entitled to his love his care and his attention, that's what makes me. So can you blame me when no man measures up? because nobody can make me the idol I think I am, the centre of his world just like my Daddy... Me and my Daddy Issues I watch him as he drives away leaving her crying. I try to console her and she does try to be strong for me, but my hugs are ice where his were fire. She can't help herself as she sobs at night because he is gone. When I speak to him on the phone he dances around the issue but not even I can make him come back so she can smile again. He has another family now a place where he calls home. Another little girl who is the world to him. I am the dregs of the forgotten trying to mend ...
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