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Dear mommy and daddy,

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Published: Aug 14, 2012

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_{Dear mommy and daddy,
Hey...Just me again.
You know.
Your daughter.
Your first born child.
Your first mistake...

I just wanted to pop in,
Leave a smile or two.
Ask for a hug from daddy.
Ask for a kiss from mommy.
You know.
Your daughter being silly and childish.
Me being needy...
Emotional...
"No self-control..."

Just a walking contradiction,
With my brothers far by your side,
But me straddling behind.
Running around Home Depot.
"Rowr, I'm a dinasaur!"
Humming my japanese "crap".
Drawing my same
Non-improved
Doodles.
Writing my same
Overreacting
Poetry.
Being that same
Selfish
Crybaby
Drama-queen
Daughter of yours.

...

I'm sorry mommy.
I'm sorry if I can't get straight A's.
But I did get straight B's.
I'm sorry if you're never around
To see why I yell at the little one.
I'm sorry for always "interrupting" conversations
Just to tell you my input.
I'm sorry if everytime I talk
It sounds like I'm arguing...
Well. According to you.
I don't mean to cry
And get upset,
Raising my voice
When you call me
"Dumb." Or "Stupid."
And even "Bitch."
I don't mean to take your words to heart.
And cry because they hurt me.
I'm sorry for being a teenager,
Who really does care about what her mother thinks of her.
Even if you call me
"Ugly." And "Immature."
I still love you.

I'm sorry daddy.
I'm sorry for being lazy,
And just sleeping around.
I'm sorry if I can't do much
Even though you won't teach me.
I'm sorry I don't have 'common sense'
When I ask you a simple question.
I'm sorry if I have your 'flipper feet'
And 'sasquatch toes'.
I don't mean to hiccup and start sobbing,
When you yell at me.
I don't mean to start screaming when mommy gets involved.
I didn't mean to lose your trust,
So you could look down at me.
I still want you to think better of me,
Even if I'm just "wasting space."
I don't mean to crawl into bed and bite my lip,
Making small whimpers,
That "upset" you.
It is my fault I mess up
And lose your respect each day though...
I still love you.

...

I'm no perfect daughter.
I'm loud and clumsy.
Naive and weak.
Creative but lazy.
Sad and happy.

Mommy.
Daddy.
I am a piece of you though.

Mommy.
Daddy.
I was still made by you though.

Mommy.
Daddy.
I still appreciate you both.

Mommy.
Daddy.
I love you.

Hum dee dum.
I ask for a hug because I feel bad.
I feel bad for making you mad.
I feel bad for making you mad
Because I do stupid things.
I do stupid things because I'm so naive
And think I know it all.
But I don't.
I'm sorry daddy.
I'm sorry.

La la la.
I ask for kisses because I feel distant.
I feel distant because I barely see you.
I feel distant because I barely you
Only because you're never home.
And when you are we only fight and scream.
Taking one step forward.
But then three steps back.
I think I tripped and scraped my knee...
I'm sorry mommy.
I'm sorry.

I'm not as smart as my brother.
Even if I'm the oldest.
I'm not as caring as my baby brother.
Even though I'm the oldest.

I try to be a good sister.
Grandaughter.
Niece.
And daughter.
I try
And try
And try
And try but....
It never seems to work...

But! I'll just keep trying and prove to you both!
I can get straight A's
And help fix a machine!
I can be more patient
And wise!
I can be smarter
And more happy!
I can!
I can...

So mommy....
Daddy...
I hope you one day can see
How hard I really am trying.
Not to be your perfect daughter.
But to be a daughter you're proud of.
I love you both.
Very much.
And you love me too.

-SK a.k.a.
--You're 'special' daughter.}