Loosely Poem by Rodney Dufault

I wish that I could say that I could only see the beauty,
but when you actually pay attention you then see all the cruelty.
So am I really crazy when I wish someone would shoot me?
My guess is maybe, but I really want to live forever, truly.
Since my boy was a baby my mind's grown ever screwy.
All I want for him is a childhood that will go smoothly.
But he has his father in him, and I admit it's a little spooky.
But it shouldn't be a problem as long as I fulfill my duty.
That's why every single day I randomly hug him hugely,
and tell him that I love him so he understands it absolutely.
I just wish I was more fun and not so goddamn moody,
but give me a little more time; I'm feeling like a newbie.
I know my wife likes it when I'm being funny, acting goofy,
but I can't do it all the time and I've got reasons for it too, see?
If I told you why, you'd look at me like I was looney.
And you'd probably be right, but I read that term very loosely.