Poem on lemonade explores the relation between a daughter and father
it's Father's Day, and I have complicated emotions about it; makes me a little sad that my stepfather and I aren't close and that my biological father was nothing more than a nightmare in the lives of both me and my mother— makes me jealous of all the people with good dads that actually love them and have relationships with them and the girls and women that get to have those father-daughter dances at weddings that I've never ever once had, makes me hungry for a relationship I'll never have; because whilst my stepfather loves me and I love him there's a lot of pain and rage and resentment there, too; it wasn't always bad, but it wasn't always good, either— So, I stand here with this bittersweet lemonade of emotions, wishing there was more sweetness because it's mostly bitter, and I've never liked bitter drinks.
