You never failed
As a provider
But you always were
Unavailable

Males don't cry

How can you accuse resentment
When you were barely there
And all my efforts
Weren't good enough

And now you show vulnerability
The same which you'd shut down
At times a little sympathy
Was so needed

In that house
I never witnessed
Affections which I
Have somehow learned

Males don't cry

Somehow I normalised
That was the natural order of things
Males don't cry
Men don't feel

Growing insecure and afraid
Because all you instilled was fear
Which I had mistaken
For respect

Why could we never talk
Why did we have to wait
Until I grew
To kind of resent you

Because in the end, you were a bit too fucking late
You son of a bitch