Mam, are you proud of me?

I'm not an astronaut or somebody that can be bought
I'm not a fireman, lawyer or a respected doctor of brotherhood
I fear that I'm dying, I'm so used to hiding
I'm just a lonely son sitting here crying

Mam, are you proud of me?
Do you see a happy son in me?
Mam, are you proud of me?
Do you just see a son that's obese?
I'll work it out, don't worry over me

I have a heart the size of my halo, I have it on show so people know their home
My only wish in life is that my children are happy and don't grow old alone
I have holes in my pockets and the moths fly out my wallet, but money isnt everything
I have two amazing daughters, we're like the three amigo's, this to me feels like everything

I sometimes bring tears to your eyes with the words that I write
I don't mean any harm from my heart, it's just what's in my mind
There's a world going on around my four walls and I'm too heavy to jump them
If I undress being depressed then I would be brave in myself to ask for help

Mam, are you proud of me?
Do you see a happy son in me?
Mam, are you proud of me?
Do you just see a son that's obese?
I'll work it out, don't worry over me

My birthday is next week, another year of being a poetic mess
I'll start on "Monday" but by the end of the week I've wasted my breath
A true legacy I will leave behind is that I'm a lovely man always with a smile
I'm here for everyone and that's fine but what's hidden within my eyes
Mam, do you see me?

I write this with anger because I don't look at myself at being happy, what's wrong with me?
One day I will put my own words into action and feel alive, how beautiful it must be to feel free...

Mam, don't worry over me
I know you're happy for me
Do you see a happy son in me?
Are you proud of me? Xx

**notes, it takes a real man to wear pink ??**