You think the boy would eventually become a man.You hold his hand through it all. Always there to pick him up when he fall. You bitc#, you yell, you scream. You cry, you beg, you plead. It seems, his mother you became. Late nights, awaiting his arrival. He doesn't care, your feelings he don't respect. His mama couldn't get him to listen as a kid. What makes you think he will listen as a man? You try to get him to understand, your heart you place in his hands. You're praying to God, wishing he would comprehend. His actions will never change. His love, you'll never gain. His boyish ways will remain. Your heart he'll forever break. Please pay attention to the signs of a grown a$$ boy. A man. you can not raise.