I know a man, a man I did not know
a man that I know more of, before his face would even show
What I didn’t know was his eyes; his eyes were yet to be seen
When I saw his eyes, his eyes were not the ones I saw in my dreams
To my surprise, these eyes took me to a different scene
A scene where I thought I was going to do some terrible things
Things not necessary but a part of being human being
There stood before me a demon if anything
I did not know hate could displace in such a situation
Inside I’m pacen, my mind is racen, and during my whole life I hated him
Cause he hated me, that is what I was taught to believe,
A man with many tricks up his sleeve,
A man who’s absence ruins every happy occasion by giving me the blues when your name was said
Even when your name was not said I got the blues to, I didn’t choose to
Constantly running into family I never met not knowing who’s who.
DO YOU HATE ME!? Or is it that you were not ready for a baby, a child, a kid.
Or was it momma, she hurt you, did worst things that u did
Not sure I’m your kid, didn’t want to be stupid so u split,
Some where without a care, until that scratch turned into a tare
it was easy for you not to call, because the life you lead now I'm not involved think I will hate you or just wipe you off,
With uh brush of my hand; we never would have known without u truly handling your business like a man.
A man that puts his life for me on display, so I no longer dream or believe fables, long sit downs at the table
Coached on what I should say. WHERE YOU BEEN!? WHERES MY MONEY!? HE AINT CHANGED!
Despite all that my mind went blank when I met him. I already respected him.
I knew it was him because he looked like me, no mirror, no reflection, 3D.
I met my father I hate him, I love him, his eyes, my eyes in which I thought was a one of a kind, but his was just like mine.
Big ears big lips by the end of the day my life now makes since, my fathers no longer a imaginational figment
He’s not even a bad guy; inside he really seems like a sad guy.
He doesn’t show it, but I know it, he looks at me and he is imploding
He is sorry he can not make up for the years he didn’t know me
Now I can grow normally my happy feelings are no longer potentially potent.
I Know a Man
p.s my bad about the presentaion of it i had it all formated then it got screwd up