If I Had A Daughter, That'd Be You

If I Had A Daughter, That’d Be You: Written originally by Jennifer Soh Li Wen on 21^st January 2013, Monday from 8:45 p.m. to 9:35 p.m., In my hostel room (Room 319, Block H06, Desasiswa Bakti Permai, Universiti Sains Malaysia, Penang, Malaysia) laying on the bed, back-watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S and chatting with my cousin, Hui Hui via WhatsApp.

A moment in the pantry,

Outside I was looking;

Two women in black walking,

My mind wonders in sanctuary.

By the time you read this,

You may call me Mommy;

But I may not give you bliss,

I may leave Earth already.

Baby darling,

I hear your voice singing;

Your eyes twinkling,

I call your phone ringing.

Take care of yourself,

I remind you since twelfth;

Caution on the margarita,

And guys calling you senorita.

Life brings you to wonderland,

Perhaps you don’t even dare;

Or try not to care,

Face it and firmly stand.

A woman of all worth,

You’re precious since birth;

You aren’t the first, second, or third,

Yet you’ll leave flying like a bird.

If you were to be here,

If I had no fear;

You’d always be my dear,

My love for you sincere.

Since childhood,

I wrote in a book;

My daughter named Rachel,

My son named Jesse.

Later I found it wrong,

My diary gone;

It was so long,

Still in my mind on and on.

My life story isn’t pretty,

I don’t want you to be in it;

Instead you create your own meaning,

Don’t let others affect any of it.

I don’t mind who you want to be,

You don’t live my fantasy;

You do your own thing,

I’d say you’re responsible with what you dream.

My support to you is endless,

You don’t have to me impress;

I’m neither a princess nor empress,

Just please don’t be senseless.

The choices made are yours,

Including the boys;

I do still have the voice,

So sorry if I make noise.

I pray for your health and happiness,

I hope not to lead you to blindness;

My love life is a plain madness,

Maybe I won’t even see you, Your Highness.

I’m your friend,

Till the end;

Take my hand,

I understand.

I’m still young,

With my clan;

My phone rung,

There’s no plan.

Now with you,

In my womb;

No tomb,

I feed you.

If I had a daughter,

That’d be you;

I shall meet you faster,

I love you.

This world may be turning around,

I’m losing my bound;

Let’s not go down and drown,

Let’s not frown.

I’m carrying you,

I’ve not seen you;

If only he knew,

I’m unlike his few.

I’m having a baby,

Of another somebody;

Thank you for making me a Mommy,

Though technically temporary.

I’m unmarried,

I’m nobody;

My dignity and integrity,

Still fresh in me.

This child,

Not mine;

A kiss goodbye,

A hug lullaby.

Don’t remember me,

Don’t miss me;

I’ll just be walking in my tee and jeans,

Like the two black-attired ladies.