Ventilations.

After all those empty promises and false hope. Im not ready to see you. I thought.. I honestly thought. I could change you, I thought I could make you get your life together. I thought Id feel important to you. I thought, I could feel like your daughter. After of all those months of not hearing from you. My birthday. Thanksgiving. Etc. From all the disappointment, Im just not ready to see you, dad.