I sit and I wait,
Thoughts coursing throughout my mind.
Will I be any good?
How will I know what to do?
I’m only twenty three am I really ready?
I stand in my bedroom pacing as I think.
Nervous, my hands clammy.
I just started earning real money and it will all be gone.
No I cannot be selfish.
There is no time for me to be.
I pace until I here the creak from the bathroom door.
Then the enthusiastic scream,
Came at me from behind the door.
You’re going to be a dad.