Growing up

My girl asked me another day
If I keep separate norms for me
And her.
"You advise me to
Not use too much
of net while
You are never
out of it.
You peach to keep
My voice low
And not to yell
But you yell
A lot. "
I hung my head as truth
Is truth. And
I held my head as I knew
She has grown up too.
Now she speaks bold enough
And calls a spade a spade.