i'll be the man
who will stand
while everything crumbles
i'll be the man
who always can
pick up the broken pieces
i'll be the man
because everyone else ran
and pick up my parents' mess
i'll be the man.
man of the house.
while mom is sobbing
cause dad's been deployed
and little sister joins her
i'll be the strong voice
the one who takes the punches.
the one who has too much
expected out of them.
the one who will refuse to cry
while my family shouts profanities
at each other.
because i know better.
you don't get to grow up
when you're man of the house.
forced into the mold
of a perfect little daughter
behind the broken picture
fixing her ruined home.
i'm the man.
not my father.
not my brother.
me.
the 14 year old girl.
who takes too much of the world.
i don't wanna stand alone.
it's tiring.
so tiring.
i'm so tired of it all.
