Don’t try to fix me. Fix yourself.
I am broken, but not breaking. A man, but still learning to be manly. Father in name and learning to be a real father each day. Learning to love me.
Don’t judge me. Judge yourself.
I know I am not perfect in this imperfect world. If I had meant to be perfect I would have died at birth. Instead I live and grow in my imperfection and it grows with me as well. I can only be what I am.
Don’t pray for me. Pray for them.
Pray for those that ask for blessings. I simply ask for another day. Another sunset, another sunrise to rise with. Another day to appreciate a day. That is all I ask for.