I AM

I am a forgotten daughter.

I wonder if they even remember that I exist.

I hear my uncle ask for help with me.

I see how close he has gotten with her.

I am a forgotten daughter.

I pretend to like this place and this city, but I don't.

I feel lonely when they don't call.

I touch the ticket that got me into P3 to see that one band that one time.

I worry that they will have forgotten about me on their trips around the world.

I cry when I feel like I'm misunderstood.

I am a forgotten daughter.

I understand that I just have to wait for them to get back, and that it's just for my dad's job.

I say mean things to my uncle to get my way.

I dream to be back in my own home.

I try to look on the brighter side of things when that nice lady is around.

I hope that they will get back soon.

I am a forgotten daughter.