MiD-LiFE
They tell me to embrace who I am
Still buried within, I feel like a sham
I know who I am, but still, somehow unsure
Yearning to be seen as something so much more
What does it mean to be a man?
To lead a life, to take a stand?
I'm mid-life and all alone
Unsure where my roots have grown
I'm lost in the noise of what they say
Taught to hate myself in every way
Just a homo searching in this distorted plan
What does it really mean to be a man?
Head of household, but there's no one here
Just me and my thoughts, wrapped up in fear
They said I'd find love and by chance maybe I will
But the loneliness chills and you have to heal to feel
I'm caught between who I am and who they want
The battle inside me, it haunts and taunts
What if being me means being alone?
What if I'm destined to never find a home?
What does it mean to be a man?
To lead a life, to take a stand?
I'm mid-life and all alone
Unsure where my roots have grown
I'm lost in the noise of what they say
Taught to hate myself in every way
Just a homo searching in this distorted plan
What does it really mean to be a man?
So here I am, around thirty-five
Still wondering, if I'm truly alive
Well if I am I can't help but wonder
Will this man ever pull himself out from under
Still buried within, I feel like a sham
I know who I am, but still, somehow unsure
Yearning to be seen as something so much more
What does it mean to be a man?
To lead a life, to take a stand?
I'm mid-life and all alone
Unsure where my roots have grown
I'm lost in the noise of what they say
Taught to hate myself in every way
Just a homo searching in this distorted plan
What does it really mean to be a man?
Head of household, but there's no one here
Just me and my thoughts, wrapped up in fear
They said I'd find love and by chance maybe I will
But the loneliness chills and you have to heal to feel
I'm caught between who I am and who they want
The battle inside me, it haunts and taunts
What if being me means being alone?
What if I'm destined to never find a home?
What does it mean to be a man?
To lead a life, to take a stand?
I'm mid-life and all alone
Unsure where my roots have grown
I'm lost in the noise of what they say
Taught to hate myself in every way
Just a homo searching in this distorted plan
What does it really mean to be a man?
So here I am, around thirty-five
Still wondering, if I'm truly alive
Well if I am I can't help but wonder
Will this man ever pull himself out from under
Credits
Writer(s): Wm K
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