Sunday, 21 June 2009

  • Ayah,

    growing up, we were never close.
    growing up, I was always - ALWAYS afraid of you.

    you were like that scary monster,
    like the German leader,
    the kids eater.

    you were my money maker,
    my main source of income,
    you pushed me, forced me to study,
    to get good results, get a scholarship.

    you said stuff,
    that hurts.

    now you're getting older,
    getting less strict, getting sicker,
    you smiled more, laughed more,
    happier.

    all those stuff you said before,
    only now does it make sense,
    and I am glad it did.

    look at me now,
    your twenty year old daughter,
    I hope I made you proud all these time,
    cause that is how I feel about you.

    I am never a daddy's girl, I know I never will.

    but I want you to know, if I can choose to be anyone's daughter,
    I'LL PICK YOU.

    HAPPY FATHER'S DAY.



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