There are two roads in front of me you know
I thought for sure I knew the way to go
When as a child I dreamt of a traditional life
With a child, a home and of course a wife
That road quickly became bumpy and hard to steer
I felt I was in a fog and that would eventually become more clear
After three strikes with the opposite sex
I decided to steer myself onto a new road that seem to end with even more wrecks
I dated guys that I seemed to bore
My small town ways and my prideful talk about my son seemed dull to them for sure
In 2012 my life was drastically shook
I found it discouraging when walking past a mirror I would look
My mind was sometimes blank and my emotions were numb
I felt I was invisible and my words were just plain dumb
I tried to bargain with God and that can not be done
He understands me fully and knew that I was not having too much fun
I cried and I asked him," Please I just want some peace"
My guilt of always falling short of perfection I want to release
Make me the man you want me to be
Is there a secret message that you are trying to send me
I am not trying to be ungrateful and sound mean
But this is torture when you are trying to adjust to a certain way of life and you emotions are in between
- Author: Hoosierfan1973 ( Offline)
- Published: January 31st, 2020 16:09
- Comment from author about the poem: I was raised in a small town much like on Andy Griffith show. I just felt life would be alot like that. Sadly as I grew up I discovered that show is fantasy and small town folks have problems just a real as big city folks.
- Category: Sad
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