I see you every day because you come to visit me in my dreams.
You ask me “What’s the holdup?” But I tell you that I’m trying.
The times that we live in. Being nice isn’t in style.
But since I’m such a nice guy, nobody wants your father. Because being nice really isn’t that attractive.
But know I’m still trying because daddy loves you that much.
I once thought I found your mother. But I was just a fool.
You call me a king, but I’m nothing more than a Joker looking for his Harley.
I know I shouldn’t think like that. But sometimes I can’t help it.
I imagine what your life would be like.
Would pray that it’s better than mines.
Filled with love and joys from family and friends.
Do all the things I couldn’t do when I was young.
Love the world and not show hate as I once had.
But if that doesn’t happen just know that daddy got your back.
I dream of seeing you one day, but now that dream is going further away.
I’m at a lost for words now. You must forgive me.
But I fear that you’ll be nothing more than an idea and I’m sorry.
But whatever happens, know that I’ll always love you in this life or the next.