My Daddy once said,
To Hell with the boys.
Babygirl, Don't throw out your toys.
Don't be so desperate, The right one will come soon.
One day you'll be the one to bloom.

I said,
But daddy no!
I want my prince in shining armor.
He'll be a real charmer.
I'll take his hand, He'll take mine.
One day we'll meet on the coastline.
We'll jump and fall into the never ending abyss.
Oh this is bliss!

I wonder
Over how much i ponder
Of what has come to happen
Of this mishap
Of the disappearance
On incoherent sentences.

I wonder
What come to those who
Fought to ought
My Daddy's thoughts.