What cut you the deepest, love?
The woe of being not daddy's princess
The screams of a silent mother
The chatter of constant abuse
Of being unwanted, unfelt and unloved
Failure or fear of failure
Assault of your trust
The lonely nights
The emptier days
The ungrateful ways
Being someone’s choice, while they your habit
Of being invisible, muted, suffocated
Helpless, helpless and helpless.
Pain is the sculptor, that chisels
So I ask
Love, What cut you the deepest?
The woe of being not daddy's princess
The screams of a silent mother
The chatter of constant abuse
Of being unwanted, unfelt and unloved
Failure or fear of failure
Assault of your trust
The lonely nights
The emptier days
The ungrateful ways
Being someone’s choice, while they your habit
Of being invisible, muted, suffocated
Helpless, helpless and helpless.
Pain is the sculptor, that chisels
So I ask
Love, What cut you the deepest?
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