by Incarcerated Flavors
The worst man alive can feel no regret for all he has ever done is live with it.
From a time he could remember his heart felt colder than December, but was told his nature is kind and tender. Who ever rendered that idea was all wrong, cause this pain in my chest is a lot bigger.
Nothing is good enough to complete his purpose, without love and respect from his children his life seems worthless.
Work hard helping others and strive to save himself, making changes from living dangerous only to have it thrown in his face.
Feeling bad this feelings sad but he will hold his head cause he’s a Dad. Nothing can change that, its forever in his heart the mind is only 6 degrees apart but O, what a difference it is to be loved.