Is this really me?

Am I dad to be?

See it was only last night I was sat at the pub

With not a care in the world, with friends smoking bud

Laughing and joking

Playing poker and smoking

Feeling like a teenager

No responsibilities

But now time has caught up with me

I look in the mirror and I see a man

But I look in my pockets and see just a boy

I don’t want to be that man, to slow down and start paying the bills

Fixing and mending what you break is not the way I wish to get my thrills

I don’t want to bring up a child

When I still feel like one lost in the wild

So please take this away from me

Am I really a dad to be?

Copyrighted Sara Tehrani May 2009

Sara Tehrani

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