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.