i whisper "i will die your daughter"
forced into silence like lambs to the slaughter
forget my childhood ephemeral
someday i'll be standing at your funeral
not a single tear will wet my cheek
and i know that crying isn't just for the weak
but why should i cry for you?
you.
i sobbed "say it isn't true"
when i heard what you did
because jesus christ, she was just a kid
and the words are like acid falling from my lips
i will never understand your sins
i would give anything, everything, i swear it
if it meant they were not mine to inherit.

"no one's son, no one's daughter."
and you are not my father
(i am not my father)
the knot pressing in my throat every time i breathe
the hatred i feel when you smile; it's sickening
i would **** myself if it meant i could just be free
if it meant it wouldn't be your eyes i see
when i look in the mirror and the reflection glares back at me
you're a hypocrite, a paradox
but you forget that resentment talks
we are the image of a perfect family
if only they saw the way you scream
the way i will be yours for eternity
the way you are in my very bloodstream
the way i ******* hate knowing i will never be free
not up until the day you are gone and deceased
and maybe i will finally find my peace
and not a single tear will wet my cheek.