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.
