Well As Well

How will I father
 A minion worth the bother
 Of keeping my glut?
 Oh will I falter
 And never reach the altar
 Where faith is unplugged?
 Am I worth consideration
 Or the plausible elation
 That comes biting tongues?
 Will it always be a secret?
 Fine, go ahead and keep it
 I've got some of my own
 Look at that kid
 No son of mine
 He wreaks of pain and guilt
 Soaked up and stained in his eyes
 That he cleans with serpentine
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 Rays in his mouth
 He'll sunburn
 Graze where it is hot
 Burns his throat
 Will he spit fire
 Or will he learn to stop?
 I can't calm down or sit back
 And watch you struggle
 But I can just give up
 On myself
 I'll carry a heavy load
 On my shoulders
 For a pat on the back
 Or a star on your flag
 Or just be vocal
 And it's what it is
 When it's defined
 And goes down smooth
 With a glass of grime
 The conscience shifts
 To mark the times
 Nobody's to blame
 If they cover their eyes
 And act surprised
 Will i father a son?
 Tell me how he will be
 Will he fall
 In traps that I have set and placed
 And scattered all around me?
 Will he reach with his arms?
 Will he pull up his sleeves?
 Have I scared him
 From work and love and friendship
 And success that's always avoided me?
 Is it my fault?
 Am I sick or sick in me?
 We've all got our own disease!
 I'm as well as well (as well as well)
 As well as well as I can be