I'm sorry, dad.

"I'm sorry, dad."

These words couldn't come out from my mouth.

For being a stubborn little kid.

I myself didn't know why I was like this.

Of course, you told me to do the right things.

To solat,

To help you,

and everything that I shouldn't object of.

But I don't know. 

My head want to obey you, 

but my heart doesn't.

I'm sorry dad if it hurts you.

" Why are you so stucked up ?" you said.

It blows me through my chest,

and I started to guess you're mad at me because I'm stubborn.

Again, I'm sorry dad.

For everytime you said, 

" Awiy ? Dah solat ? Haaa solat solat."

I will just say 'hmm', or just ignore it.

It may looked like I didn't listen to you,

but you don't know, when you go down stairs, 

I'll take wudhu' and solat.

Just like you told me too.

But I didn't show it.

I don't know why either why I'm acting like this dad.

But know this,

I didn't mean to hurt you.

And I'm trying to be the best son you ever have.

And this one for you.