Mockingbird...
30 апреля 2023 г., 21:23
I know sometimes things may not always make sense to you right now
(how I wish that someone would understand this, from whom I will no longer be able to hear my father's support. Dad, you're so close, but so far away. I don't have enough of your love)
But hey, what daddy always tell you?
(What do you always tell me? I only remember your stern voice and look, sarcastic words, but not a drop of love in your eyes.)
Straighten up little soldier
(But thank you for your coldness and detachment, it is thanks to you that I have become what I am now: an insensitive, and cold-blooded bitch. This is already good)
Stiffen up that upper lip
(I've been holding on and enduring for three years now. All the monks from China will envy me. Believe me, I am grateful to you for raising such an insensitive daughter. If suddenly I hurt you, don't be offended, it's your merit.)
What you crying about?
(Why? An interesting question... You gave me everything, but I didn't need it all. I needed your support and love, and you decided that watchfulness is the best thing for you. Sometimes it makes me cry at night. Usually girls cry for guys, and I cry for the lost father's love.)
You got me
(I don't have you mentally.)
But I still love you dad
30.04.2023 23:23
