He’s a man not small not large 

He truly has no anger in his heart 

But not a care is given at all

He walks around with his jeans saged

More money on spent on his shoes 

I hope he's glad

You may think he’s a good man-

 if you look in his eyes

But he makes his little girl cry 

This man has a black cloud that follows 

No one can know but his fellows

He hurts many people

Always putting his own needs first 

Getting the girls 

And feeding his thirst 

Who is this man you may ask?

Why does he do this?

Is he glad?

Deep down I know he's lonely inside

How do I know you may ask 

He's my dad and he doesn’t last