Mans Best Friend
MUTHA F!@$%IN DISCIPLINE
Young man, I understand.
Your tryna stay youthful so you don't have to face the demands of potential. A pass of that type won't ever be given-I forbid it. I'll always hold you to a higher standard than laziness and chasing failure.
Look GOT-DAMMIT!
I Broke the book of Guiness for mistakes repeated. For the record I still can’t believe it. I stay in it to win. Helping you cross the line of forgiveness. Pushing you forward so you avoid backpedaling like a leader caught in a scandal. Or an athlete beat by his poor training. Integrity of self is the scripture to help.
LISTEN BEFORE I LOSE IT!
I hold my hands more than my tongue-hoping prayers wash the stinging venom flung during the storm of anger and disappointment.
DAMN!
The way our chests swell has me saying- bless this child- his heart pumps full of wants so he refuses to see the need for thought.
IT GETS BETTER!
I just want you to build character and not become one.
Screen your flaws. Master your discipline when the glaring eyes are off- so when you step out you remain strong. Mentally, it’s lonesome when your honesty plays a part creating jagged hearts. Breaths that used to mean excitement hurt now, from resentment we let split, all we see is different- looks hurt so much we don’t even hug or use words.
To all the Fathers wondering "HOW THE FUCK DO I DO THIS?" My advice is JUST DON'T PULL OUT!