I never wanted to be famous

I didn’t want to stand out,

but I knew these thoughts had relevance,

their torment stifling;

like a restrained shout.

I didn’t want my heart to beat so frantically;

or to dip so low in the cave of my 2yr old chest,

I just thought a father should want me-

but we all know, a child doesn’t know best?

I counted the days you were missing,

I wondered,  “was it cause I’m not sweet?”

I felt your absence in a near rhythmic way,

the way a drummer feels a beat

I just waited for you to find me….

For you to realize, yes I am quite sweet…

all I wanted was you to find me,

so that my world would be complete.