The piano players daughter 7

I now look for you in the men I love and I have found a match. A one who will control me like you did.When he finally creates his wealth he will use it against me. He will forget that I stood by him when it was not his.
He wraps me in jewels and fancy clothes. Made to measure personality to fit the person I am not. I will mould to his needs.He own my weekends with sun and boats and fancy cars. But by week he hides me from the men that make money with him.He is ashamed of me. No longer fitting into what he had made me.No longer fitting into his new rich life. I become dowtrodden and down. I can not move but be condemned for my thoughts my dress and my friends, which he disintegrates one by one.

I didnt see you return daddy,in him, until it was too late. I would pay for the hurt and betrayal to you. Just as then I paid for my own mothers betrayal. Without her near I became the the evil one.
I write you on paper in a thousand notes. Play you in a thousand rooms.

But the new, him,has taken my whole being and I have become the emptied shell of a nut kernel. Eaten and left.To late so that my being collapses under the hollow shell of my empty legs and body.I had to leave you. But this time for good.The next time will be different I say.
Did you ever love me?Did he ever love me?