The Girl Without A Face

If I was your son, would you respect all I’ve done?

Would you hear what I say?

Would you try to catch me if I ran away?

From you

If I was your son, would the family name hold more weight?

Would I finally be one of the guys?

Would we drink whiskey and rye?

Would it be easier for you to clean the slate?

Would you then recognize the pain in my eyes?

If I was your son

Would you tell me to lower my loaded gun?

Would we have had fun?

Would you tell me the secret to life’s little games?

Would I have been your escape?

Would you want me to stay?

But I’m just a daughter with an absent father

Was having me your biggest mistake?

I’ll do my best to be tough

Your golden rule

I’ll act like I don’t mind when you don’t follow through

Do you think I’m cool?

I just want your approval

A fool to think I could change you