Get it off Your Chest
Are your children Mr. or Ms. Perfect.
Do they argue because they need to be heard?
How to make it right.
Sit back and shut up. It screams “I hear you. I’m listening. I understand you.”
“Now hear me and provide the same respect.”
The nonsense you try to prove makes me fear that will be the strongest part of you.
That’s why families separate. Judgements become heavier than lies because we made the truth depressing. The truth is how you progress. People get offended by it when they want to keep it hidden. It’s ok to be wrong. It benefits more than stealing from the weak then ignoring inner turmoil from laws you use to attract attention showing what everyone else is doing wrong.
Please find your truth. Before you see life as an abyss. Standing on rooftops and walking dark dank corridors making you lit for interviews where your past is judged. And you accept an offer to work through a grudge. Doing things that as a youth you would’ve considered a death sentence. Now it’s the only way you think to make ends meet and reward your efforts.
Misery is the middle (wo)-man with soft tender oiled hands. They keep you coming to exhaustion until your life is all that’s left to give.
Real life.
The first time you fuck up, I’ll see if you realize. If not, I’ll let you know.
The second time requires discipline. A mental re-tuning that will feel physical.
Third time, were interrogating the act!
Real love
I’m going to help even though I might be pissed off.
I’m going to accept you for who you are and your flaws. But we (you and I) won’t allow you to act like or believe you can’t improve.
Just some of the shit a father is supposed to do and tell you.
To all the father’s wondering how the fuck do I do this. My advice is “just don’t pull out!”
