A letter to Papas from your daughter: Only if you could listen to my silent voice

Inspired by the many daughters (including me) i have worked with.

 Dear Papa; Only if you could listen to my silent voice.

You know you are my father
The male example in my life,
But you spend all your time building your expectations
You want this child to be the best among the rest
The diamond among the stones
Your major worries are my school fees and food fees
It takes more than that Papa;

You work long hours, long minutes, long seconds
I know you believe you are the best dad
But really? I know you are doing your best
I know it is harder than we may think
But I know you still remember “all work without play, makes not smart Papas”
Easy na Papa

Your expectations are so highhh
When I’m in error, I run from your wrath
I rather Mom hears it
And you wonder why we gravitate to Mom?
I am never spare when in the wrong
Spanking and more spanking

But really dad, sometimes, no, most times
All I really want is Me and My Daddy time
Only me and you, not the whole family, that can come later
Buy me that lovely dress or outfit
Take me to dinner or outing, what about going to dance
Let’s bond
Let’s lecture, no, not the school, homework etc lectures
Let me know the other side of my Dad
How about knowing this your little girl outside of the image you have made her build

Come on Papa, you are human, you are not flawless
Yes me too. Most times I just want to talk to a man
Yes my first man, my Papa
You think my friends can’t gossip about you in the community
Talk to me; let me talk to you,
Know my friends, I mean male friends
Let me be free and open to talk to you on ANY subject matter

Not too long those boys will start writing, calling, texting and poking me
They’ll be like “They love me like fish love water, I’m their personal person,
Their love is like Jackie Chan, etc”
How I’m I suppose to know where the red-lights should be
Or when it’s on green?

Don’t wait until it’s too late Papa
When it gets to a point where your little angel turns into a monster
When you start to throw her out of the house
When you wished you saw it coming
You know you could have been more involved
Let’s talk, let’s lecture, let’s chat, let’s bond.

Love,
Daughter