I might be self-absorbed But you can’t call me selfish I work upon Myself To help us savor our dish

I have a grip that’s never loose That’s why I always get my goose I dig my claws into your soul Until I’m your silver and gold

I write You read I talk You listen I huff

It feels like I’ve created a life Centered around mostly sacrifice And I don’t want to be your Jesus… So I’ll be the Devil Bass line to your treble

I pour my heart into these prose Because I feel I need to go Into the darkness that will show What needs to surface from below

What if we stopped fearing and started loving? Loving the unique. Loving the different. Loving them.

Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny

My baby’s got Curly red hair Shimmering eyes Freckles to spare Likes to play games

I thought that she Could be the one I thought that we Were having fun And then I spoke

Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses

I need to be Out in the bush Not just a mere Craving or crush It’s a huge piece

I have an idea Of who I’m s’posed to be And that’s the whole reason I’ve never been happy

Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy

There’s one thing You should know about us We’re gonna be Uncomfortably close Here is you