Why won’t you be a Dad?
Does seeing your child alone not make you sad?
It certainly makes me sad
That you are afraid to be a Dad
There you are, lost in your drunk
Trying to hide from repetitive funk
Further down the slope you have sunk
To the outside looking like just another punk
Hidden meanings
Long lost feelings
Coping mechanisms
Hiding behind skepticisms
There nothing wrong, or so you say
Yet deep inside you hope for another way
Yet sometimes we must first hit rock bottom
Before we can begin to climb from Sodom
Another way is yours to find
Hopefully with some others of similar mind
There is always hope, so long as there is breath
The Way offers such hope, a cure for the age old curse called death
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