My heart is crying for you, Daddy.
I sketch your picture every morning. I never get tired of drawing my best friend, And I love to read this sketch with thousands of tears. This tear's not just a drop of sadness It is a bundle of your love, Daddy. My heart is crying for you, daddy, You are my mirror of life. The mirror is now broken into thousands of pieces. The Colour of my heart is a shadow of blood, But my Canvas just flooded with a fear of the dark. Darkness is always just a shadow of fear, And I walked my fear with the…