From a Daughter to a Father
When I was two years old,
You lifted me up on your shoulders
And called me your little princess.
When I was seven,
I cut my knee on a loose nail in my bedroom floor
And when I didn't cry, you called me a fighter.
When I was twelve,
I couldn't concentrate in school
And you called me better than that.
When I was fifteen,
I admitted I had a problem
And you called me a warrior.
When I turned eighteen four months ago,
You were next door fighting with your girlfriend
And you didn't call me.
You lifted me up on your shoulders
And called me your little princess.
When I was seven,
I cut my knee on a loose nail in my bedroom floor
And when I didn't cry, you called me a fighter.
When I was twelve,
I couldn't concentrate in school
And you called me better than that.
When I was fifteen,
I admitted I had a problem
And you called me a warrior.
When I turned eighteen four months ago,
You were next door fighting with your girlfriend
And you didn't call me.