How do you really feel about me, by Little Miss Perfect Subscribe to rss feed for Little Miss Perfect

Can you just tell me?
So I dont have to wonder anymore
How do you really feel about me?
Do you love me or not?
Why is that so hard for you to understand?
I am tired of waiting for you, hoping you will say I love
you and actaully be there for me.
I am sick of your lies
I am tired of all the Christmas's you never spend with me
but with your new family.
Come on Dad, what do you really feel?
Posted: 2005-07-05 16:47:28 UTC

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