I want to write you a poem,
one that's simple and sweet.
Id like to tell you how I feel,
when both our eyes meet.
I want to sing you silly songs,
just to put a smile on your face.
I want to get you all alone,we'll 
make love all over the place.
Take a trip across the universe,
on the way we'll name each star.
I want to take pictures of you,and
point out how beautiful you are.
But this isn't that poem,and it'll
be far from simple or sweet.
We won't be doing any of that,and the only
songs sung,will tell of heartaches and defeat.
I'm writing this to show you and them,
and bring'em closer into my world.
I write this so you all can know
the reasons I can't get the girl.
Its been a little over three years now,
that I'm seperated from my wife.
Its suffice to say,it was one of the
worst things I went through in life.
Since I was young,I liked
doing things my own way.
Never thought it would catch up
with me,and affect me til this day.
I have problems with authority,
dont like being told what to do.
Enjoyed being my own man,never
wanted to be like most of you.
Didn't want to feel like cattle,and
follow in line like the rest of society.
Never been a slave to money,much
less revere it as some kind of diety.
Three years now living at home,kind
of like Frank in his moms basment.
Haven't left cause I got comfortable,
one could say I grew complacent.
But don't get it twisted,I'm the
one that always pays the bills.
Yet still have to bow down
and bend to others wills.
I take care of my kids,my littlest calls me
superman and says I'm the best dad.
Something so important to me,because
having a father is something I never had.
So now that I decided that I'm ready to get
back on my feet and do what I have to do.
Its sad I know,but I have to say that like my
poems,what gave me the motivation was you.
Never should have doubted myself,
afraid but always knew that I could.
I Should have done it sooner,but for my
kids sake and for my own damn good.
This is really fucking hard for me,writing
this while fighting back the tears.
Upset with myself for living this way
and for wasting all those years.
But its ok,i'll get it done,even if its
the last thing I do on this earth.
See I know who and what I am,and not you
or anyone can determine what i'm worth.
Now I told you all,that it would
be a sad song that would be sung.
But this fight is far from being
over,round 2 has just begun.

Ok so I wrote this because a comment Beth had left me.So I decided to shed SOME light on why Wanda really doesn't want me.Like most of what I write,it comes from my lifes experiences and what I've been thru.Some might not take it this far but this is what poetry means to me.It allows me to vent and share feelings that would go unmentioned otherwise.I mean I don't care what people where I live think of me or what they might say.So its nothing to me to share online what I've been thru.I know I've made a lot of mistakes,some of which I've paid and still am paying for.But this is me,this is my life.I can't run or hide from who I am.So judge me if you want to,but I really and honestly don't give a shit what anyone thinks of me.The only thing I care about is knowing I'm a great father to my kids,I'm a good and loving person,and I'm one of the realest people you'd ever want to meet!Now all I can do is try to better myself and keep it REAL,and I think I did that with this piece!Thank you very much.