my focus is lacking, my heart is elsewhere
I am trying to lead them and act as I care
I gave everything, been told it’s not me
am beginning to doubt if I am even worthy
what’s there to do, when you know what to do
together for life, but your heart knows she’s through
the stages that pass, as you wander through life
of love and of hate, and with everyday strife
and now there are more, than the selfish you two
what will they learn, when the truth becomes due
in their mind’s eye, who will you be
the one they run to, or the one that they flee
did I give all, and become one with her
did I let go and did I confer
or did I resist, and wall it all up
was it half full or a half, empty cup
the dooms of our past we’re sure to repeat
I am the master of this most imperfect feat
the wizard of nothing, the master of fools
I can’t build it back with my broken-down tools
so there it begins, as I know it must end
with myself and my sons, I must make amends
the elusive and distant happiness sought
was easily found, but could never be bought
from a child, it glows and it flows and bestows
on the parent who longs for yesterday’s woes
and a simpler time when days were quite long
and our memories flourished like a beautiful song
