SCRAPS #083: SPACE WHALE

I am a space whale love is my blubber

I hate it so much to see other suffer

Do not like the glue so use a rubber

Like being in a boat with no oar or rudder

Sometimes I feel like I'm everyone's daddy

Feel like a golfer without their own caddy

It’s not my job to make all of them happy

But man, I am so super I'll do that gladly

To those with none or one on Father's Day

If they are close or far away

Parent yourself smarter stay

Take your time martyr way

Take me to that promise land

Create a future with my hand

We are all just getting by setting our own scene

We're all just making pretty pictures to feel seen.

It hurts like a curse but feels way worse

Want to be an ostrich head in the dirt

It's no marathon won't come in first

Don't be scared so quench your thirst

I don't feel like Jesus I feel like a Judas

Needed my help the truth is ruthless

Can't save them all I feel so useless

Enter the dragon but my bite is toothless

Oh the places we'll go walk swim or drive

To be the perfect dad I will now strive

For those around those who alone cry

Be thankful you're here and that you're alive

Take me to the promise land

Create a future with my hand

We are all just getting by setting our own scene

We're all just making pretty pictures to feel

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