I was your little girl.
Desperately seeking
Your approval,
Striving to get
Your attention.
But instead
You turned on the TV
And tuned me out
Like every other day.
Strangers are
More deserving
Of your interest than
Your own daughter.
I am no longer
Your little girl
But I still feel so
Small compared to them.
This is so tragic in content, and yet, so impressive in its verbal form. This one had more of a sad effect on me than I am used to, and that means I am mighty impressed with it.
J-Called