I don't want her to ever be hurt,
I always want her to be okay.
She's my baby.
Everything I've ever dreamed,
Was unrealized until I became a father.
Career, money, power, fame.
It means very little now.
What I truly care for,
Is this one.
The Prodigy.
I've never loved anyone as much as I've loved her.
Sometimes, I'm bothered by how much.
She's proof that I'm vulnerable.
That I can be hurt and nothing is certain anymore.
It's an awful feeling,
Knowing that I'm powerless in the grand scheme of things.
All I can do is be the best person for her and her mother.
By proxy, the rest of the community too.
There's no going back.
I am who I am now.
A father.
Someone that this child looks up to,
That she wants to look up to.
The one that I make smile and laugh.
That's a lot of pressure,
Luckily, I do well under pressure.
I did it all for me.
I do it all for you now.
