Not What I Want To Be... Poem by Dislocated Heart

My dad,
he calls early in the morning.
I'm barely awake.

He tells me of his heartache,
while he remains me of mines.

How he misses the morning.
The late night calls.
With her in his arms,
Its unforgettable,
he say..

He tells me,
he wants my mom bak.
& to prove he is more.
To give her everything,
that she dreamt of..

Then I ask,
Does a heart forget that easily?

He tells me bout the past,
I try and not listen..
as I think of the girl I love.

He tells me he never stole,
Yes, wouldnt that be nice.
He told me he never lied..
I highly doubt that.

I swear, I will never be like you.
I will treat my girl, with respect,
and always stay true.

We go on,
we started to fight.

I realize,
there is no second chances..
So whatever I do now,
I'll make it right.

I threw the phone,
I laid in bed.
& I thought of you....

I pray to God,
I dont screw this up..
Its the last thing I ever wanna do..
I dont wanna get hurt..
& I doubt you wanna get hurt too.

I'll do whatever it takes..
To tell you I love you.
& I wont, & I'll try my hardest not to make a mistake.

You're all I need to go on each & everyday..
&my reasons,
to stay.