I listen to others call out the name of their fathers
and I wonder what it feels like when they say the word
I know what I feel inside when I utter that word...Dad.
It brings so much sorrow from my heart to my lips
How is it possible that such a short word
Can bring about so much pain and anguish?
I spent my entire life trying to find that something
hidden amongst all the nothings you found in me
But, to no avail, still I spend countless hours trying.
I doubt I will ever make you proud, yet I continue to try.
Even as I stood on stage for woman of the year last year
I knew in my heart, that you still was not proud of me.
Father, today for the first time in my life I realize
I do not have what it takes to make you proud
Nor will I continue to live my life to try to please you.
Beginning this very moment, this very line, of this last stanza
I will now only live my life to please myself, my family, my God
I may be a failure in your eyes, and I am so sorry about that Dad.
But...
I will no longer fail them...
I will no longer fail them...
...to fail at pleasing you!









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13 old applause
