I've never talked to my dad
like other girls do.
We completely don't know anything about each other,
he doesn't even know what I want to be in the future.
We are like strangers forced to live together in the same house.

Well, the world full of different ideal flowers, I hope I would be able somehow to pick one
not from my father's group.

Woah,
Will I find a flower disagree taking water from somebody else? When it comes a day I'm psychologically ain't able providing it?
Will it die fasting and
sacrifice responding her lustful instinct for me?

There aren't ideal flowers except in my daydreams,
so far,
I know somebody seems ideal to me.

In fact, there are flowers deserve to be called ideal
not because of their beautiful scents
or perfect colors,
but because they know how to listen. And this is how you can cage a lonely girl's heart who needs to talk.

We are estranged,
yet, my dad is my hero.
A hero doesn't need to know who he saves everyday.
A dad wastes his life for offering my food. And hold his tears when I complain about something I need he failed offering it.
Daddy smile when he automatically see my face.
Daddy saves me every time he breath and draw his smile because his grin matters. At this moment, He makes everything alright in my day.
I know how he loves me, although he never tried to know me.

However, I would like to find my own flower who would empty his time to listen to my affairs,
tell me it will be okay.
To have a non-deaf flower
unlike my mommy's.