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B Junior

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nur hidayah
21st june 1986
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22 February 2004 11:13:00 PM

*Dearest Dad.. A song specially for you*

PERFECT
Hey Dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up accordingTo plan?
Do you think I"m wasting My time
Doing things I wanna do?
But it hurts when you
Disapprove all along

And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I 'm never gonna be good Enough for you
I can"t pretend that I'm alright
And you can"t change me

Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I'm sorry
I can"t be Perfect
Now it"s just too late
And we can"t go back
I"m sorry
I can"t be Perfect

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
And it feels like you don"t
Care anymore

And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I"m never gonna be good
Enough for you
I can"t stand another fight
And nothing's alright

Nothing's gonna change
The things that you said
Nothing's gonna make this
Right again
Please don"t turn your back
I can't believe it's hard
Just to talk to you
But you don't understand

*I dunno how i can make it in the coming years without you being by my side and seeing u as my dad who raised me 17 years back.. thing's changed dad.. i've grown over the years.. i need more space, more freedom, a right to speak and stand for myself.. one thing i know, no matter how difficult it is for me to go along with you, the love for you wud never change.. u're my dad afterall.. and no things in this world wud be able to repay for the legacy you shared.. thank you dad.."

posted by B Junior @ 11:13:00 PM 


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