Dreaming Out Loud
You Don’t Even Know Me

I thought you were calling to check on me, to see if I’m okay. Then you say that you didn’t mean to and that you only called me by mistake. I am your daughter and you don’t even know me. What is my favorite color? What are my dreams and aspirations? It breaks my heart when you act like I don’t exist. I could never turn my back on you the way you’ve turned on me. All I ever asked is for you to love me unconditionally.