Have I become the man

Without qualities?

Have I dissolved into

What I swore I’d never be?

When fathers leave

Do we freeze

Do we wallow

In freedom unrestrained?

Is it cold

When you look

In my chest

Is it hollow?

My friend

This feeling of doubt

Is not a phase

Am I someone who’ll lead

The odd one in the crowd?

Am I the son you seek

Someone who’ll make you proud?

When fathers leave

Do we freeze

And give in

Do we follow?

When a smothering mother’s hold

On us breaks

It’s not a phase

The doubt you face

Is here to stay

It’s not a phase

The doubt you face

Is here to stay