What do you See? Version 2
What do you see when you look at me?
Do you see someone who is happy?
Do you see someone who is content?
Do you see a teen whose actions are their mother's lament?
Do you see a confident young man?
Do you see someone whom is nice to fishermen?
What do I see when I look at myself?
I see a young man who path is not right.
Almost like a cat sitting on the top shelf.
While you may think that I am happy,
I am weeping inside, not willing to fight.
You cornered me to bend to your will,
But you did not consider how I would feel.
I am trying to adjust to being in the Navy,
But I preferred working on the docks.
Don't get me wrong I love the sea,
The seagulls are beautiful in their flocks,
The sunrise is more majestic when on the water
And my crewmates will always have my back.
But I don't feel at home,
I fell very, very much alone.
I do not enjoy my work in the navy.
My Father has just showed up
He is very sick from what I have heard,
I may be his only chance at life,
But his absence has felt like being stabbed with a knife,
Our relationship with each other has now been healed,
But chances are slim that he will ever be.
To gain someone back only to lose them seems worthless,
But I guess to him this time is anything but useless.
I can see that dad wants to makes amends for his wrongs.
I am happy that we have this chance to reconcile.
I feel grieved that I will lose him again soon,
Though next time he will not return to me,
Next time he leaves it will be to his grave.
So here I am a young man searching,
For what I am seeking I am not sure,
but this I know when I find it, it will have an allure,
So onward I search until I can find
What I have been looking for with my heart and my mind.
