Shattered but far from broken
No matter how positive a person is, once anxiety kicks in. All that person can think is they’re a leftover.
I’ll always be a fan of your not so silly dad jokes, I’ll always admire your way of taking care of us and your silent cheers far from here, I’ll always treasure are father-daughter thing from hugs to kisses and of course, I’ll always be your perfectly imperfect daughter. If I were to be asked if I grew up as if I’m a princess, I would say that I grew up as pauper slowly approaching the ups and downs within my boundaries, learning the basics of life to the the hardest ones, I grew up not to be a princess but to be a good role model not to all but to many.
I may not be the smartest, prettiest, fairest of all the daughters around the world but I think I am to you, Papa.
You’ll always be my favorite superhuman,
I love you and a Happy Fathers’ Day to you ~
Come to think of it, I’m not the one who spends her own time in front of the mirror. I’m the kind of lady who spends her own time with notebooks and books, its either Im budgeting or writing lyrics and poetries.
I’m not the one who seeks confidence through attentions and make-ups, but rather in my own insecurities and imperfections.
“Our souls are closer to the moon compared to the distance to the both of us.”
“I wish I didn’t care but
I always end up caring.”
“If you smile like that, it makes me harder to draw a picture of you but easier to draw you in my future”
“Frustration from something so little causes such a tremindious amount of negativity.”
It’s not okay for you to say that it’s okay for you to be sad if that makes the world even up. It makes the world odd instead, with you burying your happiness.
Odd numbers can create an Even number,
an Odd number and Even number can create an even number too,
If you were odd and I were even, would it make both of our worlds even up to you?