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Barking Up the Wrong Tree

Daddy Issues

By G. SinfoldPublished 3 years ago 2 min read
Barking Up the Wrong Tree
Photo by Helena Lopes on Unsplash

You are the sun to my sunflower

You are the vulture to my corpse

I follow you about like a lost puppy

Just to make you feel a tad more uppity

You yourself are low in society

So you use me to raise yourself up from your insecurity

I've been the blame for your mistakes

I've been left here because you just can't take

I crawl on my knees, licking your shoes for your praise

Nothing I do to please you does a thing for my case

I was there for you, one of four

And yet you do for them so much more

I was here to help you up

Taking your shit like a little pup

You constantly moped about saying no one cares

Sitting on your ass in your broken down chair

You always say I make no time for you

Where the hell were you when I needed you too?

You left me behind, only coming to see her

Never giving the time of day, and yet I still call you sir

My name you gave me means nothing, "Your little sweetheart"

Since you spread it around so well, no wonder I'm such a tart

How dare you push me aside, once someone comes your way

Don't make excuses for yourself, It doesn't matter what you say

Why did you bring me into this world if all I got was hate?

You resented me from the start, when will you feel sate?

I go into the world asking for things you never gave

Love, Praise, I will search for until I'm in my grave

How could you say to me with a straight face

"Your mother will love me once you leave this place"

I have done, and do all I can to show support

You make it sound like I've done nothing of the sort

Now see what I've been through

See what I have become because of you

I have given myself to men under pressure

Not having a voice, so I gave them pleasure

I said not a word when ridiculed

Letting them say I was so nulled

From all these years I feel so numb

From everyone informing me that I'm so dumb

At this point, I don't know what to do with you

Assuming its too late, I will just fight on through

I hate to admit that to some extent that I am scarred

Because even with all this, I don't see it being so hard

I keep all this inside, I'm afraid to lose what little I get

I'm not willing to give up on you just quite yet

You have gotten better, slowly seeing what I need

But still I look for others to try and sate my greed

I have yet to fix this problem sadly

So until then, I smile with a tear saying

I love you Daddy

heartbreak

About the Creator

G. Sinfold

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