“This ones real nice to me!” I’d cry about my next crush.
“Because boys only want one thing. Trust me, I’ll help you find the right one.”
Daddy kept the boys away from me.

Looking back at the
Wreckage of my love affair’s resume.
It’s a sad and broken scene,
Full of brutal insensitivity.

But each one,
I saw my daddy in them.
Turns out he taught me
How to let men be real mean to me.

Being Daddy’s princess,
Didn’t feel as good
As they said it would.
It felt more like a
cage built by a man
with a book he swore was a holy one.