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(Verse 1)
Up at five, gone before the sun,
Hard hands, cold face, always on the run.
No hugs, just rules, always shouting loud,
Thought you ain’t love me, just wanted me proud.
You said, “Real men don’t cry, learn it the hard way,”
While I dreamed of a “well done” someday.
All I got was silence and a slap when I slipped,
While you worked double shifts with them busted-up hips.
No toys, just hand-me-downs, worn-out clothes,
Christmas with rice, no gifts, but that’s how it goes.
I saw a warden, not the pain in your chest,
But now I know your anger was love in a vest.
(Chorus)
Now I see, Dad...
Your tough love was fear I’d fall too deep.
Now I see, Dad...
Every scream was a prayer you couldn’t speak.
You bled just to keep our lights on at night,
And I blamed you, blind, without seeing your fight.
But I’m grown now, walking your same path,
And I regret not giving you your flowers back.
(Verse 2)
Now I look at your shoes, full of holes and pain,
While I begged for Nikes, you walked in the rain.
You hid your hunger just to fill up my plate,
Smiled through the struggle, carried all that weight.
I said you weren’t there, but you were in the grind,
Breaking your back just to give me time.
I thought you were cold, but it was just the mask,
Of a man who gave all—never dared to ask.
Now I pay my bills, feel the heat on my skin,
I see what it takes just to barely win.
I get why you shouted, why you stood so tall,
You weren’t trying to break me—you were catching my fall.
(Chorus)
Now I see, Dad...
Your tough love was fear I’d fall too deep.
Now I see, Dad...
Every scream was a prayer you couldn’t speak.
You bled just to keep our lights on at night,
And I blamed you, blind, without seeing your fight.
But I’m grown now, walking your same path,
And I regret not giving you your flowers back.
(Outro – spoken softly)
If you’re still here, hear me out…
I love you, old man.
Took me years to get it,
But I finally do.