Pathway to Me

The constant strive for your approval
Makes me restless every night.
Waiting for you to say
The words that sound so right.

Trying to find a path
That will guide me through the night.
Which will lead you to saying,
Everything will be alright.

Pacing back and forth,
Thoughts running through my mind.
Waiting for you to tell me
Why it was all a big lie.

Hiding in my room,
Crying out my pretty green eyes,
Having daddy tell me,
It's your loss not mine.

The constant strive for your approval
Is in the past and out of my mind.
I have finally realized
The only approval I need
Is mine.

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