I was once your baby.

I was the baby that brought joy to your world, with just one, small smile.

I was the baby that you held in your arms, that fell asleep with a simple lullaby.

I was the baby that sang before I could talk, my first words seen only in my eyes.

I was the baby that could no be without my grandpa, keeping the happiness alive.

I was soon your toddler.

I was the toddler that crawled into your arms, glad that I had no worries.

I was the toddler that took my first step as I danced to our favorite song.

I was the toddler that was showered with love, that I repaid with a bright smile.

I was the toddler that took a flashlight and pretended I was an alien.

I was your little girl.

I was the little girl that would strum on a guitar, loving the sound but not knowing how it was made.

I was the little girl that picked flowers from the yard, and handed them to someone walking past.

I was the little girl who never gave up, and climbed that tree no matter who said I couldn't.

I was the little girl who smiled through it all, still knowing something was wrong.

I am your daughter.

I am your daughter who sits alone, wishing things had never changed.

I am your daughter who stares at the wall, hugging a pillow tight.

I am your daughter that dreams my dreams, never forgetting they probably won't come true.

I am your daughter, your broken soul of a child, living with the problems you created.

I am still your girl, but I'm not the same person.