Goodbye,Daddy!

To my dearest dad,

I know you are sad to leave here.
It is the same feeling for me.
My tears are rolling down my cheeks
when I realise that you won't come to Kampar anymore
to fetch me home.
I try to convince myself that
I should adapt to it since I was young.
I know this is not what you really want.
However,I still can't accept it as a truth or even a habit.
I still remember that I blame you for working abroad
and leave us here.
Dad,I never meant to hurt you.
Sorry about that.

I hate people say that children who are brought up
by their grandparents are not good.
Don't worry,Dad!I won't become like what they said.
All these stupid commends
will force me to do better in order
to prove them that they are wrong.

I promise that I will try my best to adapt to
life in UTAR and Kampar
although I dislike to stay here.
It may be boring and hard to be here but not totally bitter.
I will work hard to go ahead to fulfill my dream.
I promise that I will take good care of all of them.
I will also try my best to learn driving.

Dad,I know it may be hard when you are not around
but I will try my best for everything in life.
Goodbye,daddy!
We will always miss you...