I was never taught to be A father
As a child we played sports, army, and competed
so that we didn't get smeered by the queer.
I had a dad and a step dad but I didn't know either one very well.
They taught me to run and hide and hit and beat there problems (me)

I never looked up to anyone I knew a sports figure on the TV
doing what I wanted to do.
No clue or ambition to part knowledge to someone else I would've been ok.
But I met a girl who wanted to play house when it was time I gladly obligated
Myself and made her mine.
And inevitably it came and one day we had something else. Something. More something greater than ourselves combined.
And not knowing what the **** to do I had a son I had someone to look up to.
Give my life meaning and purpose where I had hid and shadowed away
All that disdain from my child hood days.
I learned how to be father while barely becoming a man and now that Ash has his brother Wesley I don't know why I got so lucky.
Me and the girl may not survive to much adult ******* can't run away from that or hide.
But as strong as I have had to become I weaken with there resolve and marvel at how they are to become.
They will be great and they will meet someone to love
I will smile because I know I gave that to them even when I felt like I had none.
I am a father, a dad, a man with two sons. I regret nothing that I did to make this path.