He stood tall as a man did
The base in his voice was masculine
His appearance was what my expectation of what a man should be
But somehow I found myself being his teacher of responsibility
Looking past his imperfections caused me to fall in love blindly
My own two eyes relied on his potential
Foolishly believing every “I love you” meant there would be a forever for us two
It wasn’t until I realized that it is I who’s guiding him on how to love a woman
Yes his mother created him but I am now raising him to be a man of substance
Never minding what I was receiving was nothing of abundance
Piece by piece slowly losing all of me to maintain his stability
Establishing his foundation because his own mama coddled him since his creation
And in a blink of an eye he selfishly walks away with all of my sanity
With the audacity to blame me for the reason of our ending
But he’ll always be that man that’ll reflect this saying
Mama made me my lady raised me
And the woman that follows behind me needs to make sure she thanks me
Because the man she will know him to be is all because of me!