Short-fused, Tempered
girl.
I always seem to come to you.
Blowing up in your face,
for nothin you could do.
This year i hope to be a better daughter.

Saing good-bye to you,
every single day.
But it never seems like
i say hello.
Your eyes
Your face,
It says it all.

Sometimes-
 I ignore.
Sometimes-
I lie.
But when you think
I'm not looking.
I can see-
How much i hurt you.

Every night-
before i sleep,
I'm thinking of you.
I regret it.
I regret saing what i did
that day.

All the words-
I ever said,
that hurt you in some way.
All the words-
I ever yelled-
that broke your heart in three.