I wanted to be a good kid, when I was smaller.

  I wanted to hear your praise.

  I wanted to hear you say, "You're doing good, my kid".

  I wanted you to make that proud face.

  But I knew I had a tough competition,

  With such brilliant siblings, It's a damn tough race.

  I just wanted to hear you say, "I love you, my kid."

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  I wanted to just hug you, all those days.

  I wanted to be a good kid, when I was smaller.

  I just wanted to hear your praise.

  But, as I grew up, I grew to know you.

  I grew to feel your daily pain.

  As I grew up, I grew to love you more.

  I began to see you as a great human.

  I wanted to be a good kid, when I was smaller.

  I wanted to hear your praise.

  I just wanted to say, "Papa, I love you."

  I just want to hug you,

  Before any of us, end up dead.

  Love you, dad.

  Always has been and always will.