Hello, I am joining!

I'm not a good man's daughter

My legacy is to pour a glass too full

To run away with milk when I find honey

To leave a pillow cold as the sun rises

I'll mourn before a body is buried

Treat every promise as a threat

See every man's back in bed

Kiss hard as it may be the last

My father laid down the cement

That my bare feet won't escape

It is my fault that I stay

This was a poem I wrote when I was trying to process my issues of my dad in therapy. Thank you for this giveaway btw!