| Help me understand.
Someone help me out,
please. Help me understand.
I've got questions, need
answers--do you have a sec, man?
The other day, Momz told me,
"You've become a good dad."
But I don't know if that's true,
so it kinda makse me sad.
Am I really a good person?
Does my son think so?
Those questions get repeated,
because I really don't know...
I wear the shirt which
says I'm the #1 dad, and
I'm sure it's a shirt that
my father never had.
I want to be the opposite
of what my father was to me.
Because my dad wasn't around
until I was about twenty three.
I love my son more than
I love life itself.
For him, I would kick open
the very gates of hell.
I would do anything to
keep him safe from harm.
He will be out of danger
as long as he's in my arms.
I really need to know.
I have to understand.
How do I be loved by him?
How can I be a good dad?
**Fact: I met my dad six months before I turned 21. I said 23 in the poem for the sake of rhyming.** |