Getting the sensitivity knocked out of you So let me start this by talking about my dad. My dad is a pretty good dude. He taught me to follow Jesus. He taught me to work hard. Taught me to be honest and hold on to my morals. And he taught me not to cry. Oh man, when I was a kid I cried. I cried all the time. I cried when I lost a videogame. I cried when the Sixers lost. I cried during the Lion King when Scar let go of his brother Mufasa into the stampede of water buffalo. I was a sensitive boy. But dad knocked it out of me. I’m not sure if it was on purpose, but I remember losing my ground in arguments with him if I was hysterical, since dad rarely was. So I learned to “man up” and not cry or get angry. I really tried to keep my cool because that was the best thing you could do is keep your cool.
Letting my tears melt away my shame
Letting my tears melt away my shame
Letting my tears melt away my shame
Getting the sensitivity knocked out of you So let me start this by talking about my dad. My dad is a pretty good dude. He taught me to follow Jesus. He taught me to work hard. Taught me to be honest and hold on to my morals. And he taught me not to cry. Oh man, when I was a kid I cried. I cried all the time. I cried when I lost a videogame. I cried when the Sixers lost. I cried during the Lion King when Scar let go of his brother Mufasa into the stampede of water buffalo. I was a sensitive boy. But dad knocked it out of me. I’m not sure if it was on purpose, but I remember losing my ground in arguments with him if I was hysterical, since dad rarely was. So I learned to “man up” and not cry or get angry. I really tried to keep my cool because that was the best thing you could do is keep your cool.