When I was young daddy,
I was always in you're lap; playing, laughing, hugging and kissing you, each time I got the chance,
I was the girl that felt she has everything with a daddy like you.
As I grew older dad,
I spoke to you with honesty, faith and trust,
when seeing your face my day would shine,
when saying 'well done' I feel I've achieved my goals dad.
But,
when you flew away, far away you became a Father,
a Father which I have a faint memory of,
a Father which punched a whole through my chest,
a Father when hearing his voice I depress,
a Father when coming back would slice my stitches with a sharp knife,
Father, O father please come back,
please don't leave me, father , dad, daddy.
I cry with no sound,
the tears streaming like a waterfall from my eyes,
why did you leave me Father?
please take me with you dad,
I need you in my life, I really do dad.
you're my daddy,
the man I look up to,
the man that brought happiness into my life,
when remembering you daddy,the pain is stronger then a gun shot in my heart.
Why did you leave me daddy?
why did your country take you away from me?
why?
I know I'm old and should understand; its hard daddy,
it really is,
I feel like a child when my emotions would emerge. . .
As the tears are gushing from my eyes,
i need to scream,
I need to shout baba come back,
baba don't leave me,
baba please, please come back.
As you left me Father,
I feel nothing,
my emotions towards you are gone,
vanished,
you are a father in my past and will never be in my future.
I really hate this,
I hate having you on my mind; as my day becomes gloomy,
I hate talking about our joy through my childhood; as I cannot have it now,
I really hate this,
I smile, giggle and laugh, yet my heart is bitter and cold,
I try and forget, yet it doesn't work.
Father, O father,
never come back please,
father leave my bruised chest and don't slice my stitches,
dad leave the sharp knife, and allow me to breathe
daddy I hate this . . .
