Friday, April 30, 2010

And yet again.

"You're all mixed up. No wonder your life's a mess.."

Dad, how can I ever make you proud.?
Day in day out, I've always tried so very hard to make you proud of me.
Just a brief moment. I want you to feel like an honor being my father.
'Cause it's definitely an honor for me to be your daughter.
But each time, it gets harder and harder.
I know, maybe this is your way to show,
that you actually care about me and my life.
But why is it I feel like all I've ever been was a disappointment to you?
All I need, is a glimpse of hope, and that there's a chance
that you're gonna be proud of me..someday
I just need something to hold onto.

[And now I try hard to make it,
I just wanna make you proud.
I'm never gonna be good enough for you,
can't pretend that I'm alright.
I try not to think, about the pain I feel inside,
did you know you used to be my hero?
All the days you spent with me, now seem so far away..]

I can't be as good too. As my sister. You'll see.
InsyaAllah.

2 comments:

effa lalala said...

every daughter have their own sweetness dear.
i'm sure you are also your dad's favourite ;)

Tulip said...

alahaii syiannyaa...

biasa laa ciya..semua anak2 akan merasai sometime kita bukannya favourite mak ayah klita...heheh..mereka nak yg terbaik drpd kita smpai kdg2 mereka juga lupa kita pun manusia biasa je...ada kelebihan dan kekurangan masing2...

tp nanti bila dh jadi ibu nanti,baru tau...haaaa...

rilex laa ciya..nextweek jumpa aisya zara ye..hehehe