When he was younger,
he stood staring at the door.
Waiting for the day,
That he knew would surely come.

Put gel in his hair.
Dressed as he thought you’d like.
But as time ticked away,
Promises fade one by one.

And now he’s all grown.
Made it through on his own.
Now strong enough to see,
You’ve been where you want to be.

No longer dying inside,
I will not let you define,
Everything that I am,
By the one thing I don’t have,
Because I’m more than that.
I will not be made to hide,
These tears wont fall for you this time.
I will not be ashamed of my name,
Anymore.

Sometimes he wonders.
Imagines what you’re like.
The emptiness inside,
That made you miss his life.
The oceans widen,
With all your silence.
Leaves his daydreams behind.
Childish fantasies unwind.

And now he knows,
You won’t let him come home.
Puts his hands in his hair,
Cause he’s been waiting thirty years.

No longer dying inside,
I will not let you define,
Everything that I am,
By the one thing I don’t have,
Because I’m more than that.
I will not be made to hide,
These tears wont fall for you this time.
I will not be ashamed of my name,
Anymore.

No longer dying inside,
I will not let you define,
Everything that I am,
By the one thing I don’t have,
Because I’m more than that.
I will not be made to hide,
These tears wont fall for you this time.
I will not be ashamed of my name,
Anymore.