YahwehA Poem by D. L. VaccaroI AM
I am sorry I can't be the kind of man you wanted me to be.
I can only be the kind of man that I am. I am sorry I put duty and love over principles and all that jazz. It's how I was raised, it's who I am. I am sorry for being so far away, when I need to be close by. But funds are tight, it's where I am. I am sorry that I wasn't what you expected me to be. My soul was bare, it's the way I am. I am sorry that I confused you by striving to please you, It's my nature, it's what I am. I am sorry that I nitpick and argue over trivial things, I'm stubborn and petty, it's how I am. I am sorry that I lack any superstition or magic in my life. Cold logic: it's why I am. I am sorry if you should come across and read this poem. Because it's me, it's a composite of all I am. © 2012 D. L. VaccaroFeatured Review
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