Your father could never love you
He tried, he did
But his hands were too rough,
His eyes too full of anger,
His voice too loud like thunder
So you go on a journey
For the man who will love you
The way your father should’ve
You think you find love with the broken one,
But he ends up breaking you too
You think you find love with the damaged one,
But he ends up damaging your soul
A soul that has already been damaged,
By the one who was supposed too, should’ve kept you safe
You think you find love with one who’s fascinated with your curves,
But he ends up squeezing the life out of you
So that you’ll become his pretty little picture
But they never tell you
They never tell you
That it wasn’t you
He never could love you
But it wasn’t you
You were made to walk with the wolves
Not the dogs
You’re too loud
Too wild
Too raw
Too divine
Too full of the universe
So you go on a journey
To love yourself
The way your father should’ve
