A Daughter

This is the hardest thing,

Trying to not succumb to the media.

But I want to be the other girls I see;

the ones I see on my screen.

It’s hard to face the fact that I’ll never be like that.

And I feel I am standing in ice, cold water.

Because this is who I am:

A good man’s daughter.

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