Lord Bugg

I’m shaped by time

But still a student of life

I’m a husband and father

But I’m still learning

I’ll never be the best

I can’t be the perfect version

I run out of energy

I grow tired and weary

Struggle with my emotions

Struggle to be the better me

I could be a social media Dad

But I’m not and I won’t

I can’t lie and say life is perfect

It’s not

I can’t cry at the alter of politicians

Because I couldn’t care less

I’m molded by situations

Swayed by weather

I’m plagued with worry

Scarred by my own knife

I try to be more,

But at the end of the day

All I can be is me.