It feels different now, standing before you
and looking into your murky brown eyes  
(so much like my own)
and saying these things.
things like "I am a woman now."
and stranger still when you shake your head in quiet defeat
the reality of time slipping past you 
and the realization 
of the bullshit I took
when I should have said no,
the weight of your decisions over my life
heavy  like womb full and ready to burst
my decisions were avoidable 
with you there
and the obvious reason of why they weren't
dangles over our head like mistletoe
I feel...new
sitting here
and saying these things
new like catepillars molting their cocoon
in order to have a quiet place to be reborn  
and shape themselves into something beautiful
this is what I have  become daddy
a woman 
when you forced me into isolation
when your touch wasnt their to soothe me
I grew beautiful anyway
understanding now what my seven year-old mind could not
that we all must make our own choices
these things we do
and we say
in hope that our existence may make way
for no regrets 
and I do love you
despite of...
isn't that the way of God daddy.
It feels different now
standing before you
and looking into your murky brown eyes 
so much like my own.
saying theses things
things like I'm a woman now
and stranger still when you nod your head in quiet defeat
the reality of time slipping past you
and say "I know"
"I know..."