i wanna be a grown up be a man like my dad
a man like my dad is what my dad never had
growing up fast skipping class to go to work
solid under pressure a diamond he emerged
but me im still stuck sifting through the dirt
looking for a gem to redeem my sense of worth
something to justify the reason for my birth
i look at him in wonder as I consider all the challenges
somehow he manages to tightrope above the damages
a fine sense of truth as he walks on delicate balances