Twelve
Michael Ryner
I'm sorry for my actions,
my words, and my behavior.
I'm sorry for my ignorance.
I never wanted to hurt you,
especially you.
I'm not worthy to be your son.
And yet, I am. I'm a mess.
I don't know anything more or less
than I did two years ago.
I don't know myself
or where I came from
or who I'm supposed to be.
I'm doing my best to fake it, though.
In times like these,
I just let myself break down;
and all it takes is two songs.
Music can warm the heart;
it can also bring it joy
and sadness and pain.
Memories from the past are relived
when hearing certain songs,
because we can relate to the lyrics.
These memories are so strong in my heart, still.
And these tears are all I have left
to prove how much these memories mean to me.
Words fade with time.
All that matters now is trying to be
less of a disappointment to her
and continue trying to be a good dad
to the kids I was blessed with
being able to raise for the last fourteen years.
Through those two songs,
these two memories won't fade,
and I don't want them to;
I like being reminded of what could've been
had I been a better son,
or if god had blessed me with my own.
Michael Ryner
I'm sorry for my actions,
my words, and my behavior.
I'm sorry for my ignorance.
I never wanted to hurt you,
especially you.
I'm not worthy to be your son.
And yet, I am. I'm a mess.
I don't know anything more or less
than I did two years ago.
I don't know myself
or where I came from
or who I'm supposed to be.
I'm doing my best to fake it, though.
In times like these,
I just let myself break down;
and all it takes is two songs.
Music can warm the heart;
it can also bring it joy
and sadness and pain.
Memories from the past are relived
when hearing certain songs,
because we can relate to the lyrics.
These memories are so strong in my heart, still.
And these tears are all I have left
to prove how much these memories mean to me.
Words fade with time.
All that matters now is trying to be
less of a disappointment to her
and continue trying to be a good dad
to the kids I was blessed with
being able to raise for the last fourteen years.
Through those two songs,
these two memories won't fade,
and I don't want them to;
I like being reminded of what could've been
had I been a better son,
or if god had blessed me with my own.