Don't wait by the phone on Sunday.

Your anguished screams bounce off the cracking walls of a broken home,
But I'm not there to hear them, because I'm out here on my own
A young boy trying to teach himself to be a man without his fathers help
How am I supposed to know what I should become,
When I barely know myself
I've just grown out of being a boy,
How can I know what it is to be a man?
How can I learn to run,
Fuck I've just learned how to stand

The world, its moving too fast around me
I need someone to anchor me
I need someone to ground me
The way you did when I didn't do my work or clean my room?
Now I need to police myself, without your help, I need to do this without you
At times I was scared to tears,
Feeling helplessly alone
Not having guidance or direction,
thrown to the wolves, fighting them back on my own

But now I am no longer paralyzed in fear,
I found courage instead
I am no longer standing still,
I'm running full fucking speed ahead
I no longer need your help,
Because I realized you've never grown up yourself
I don't need you to protect me, I don't need you to hold my hand
I hope you grow up to be like your son,
A real fucking man.