Why is it so wrong

Why is it so wrong to be when I build they call me privileged, and when I fall, they say I'm weak 

When I leave, they say I'm oppressing, and if I hesitate, they say I've lost they tell you to be softer 

But when the storm comes they turn to you they say to express your pain but if you do they look away they ask you to step back then when the world starts to crumble they search for you hands that once held everything together 

Expected to be strong yet never hardened to provide while never expecting to protect but never to be protected 

When im tired I keep going and when I'm broken I'm told to be grateful so tell me what am I to do when I stand tall they tare me down and if I stumbled they’ll leave me behind 

But when the fire comes and there's no one left to fight when all hope is lost, they will call apon me unapologetically 

So not for the attention or approval but because they will still need me even when they won't admit it I'll answer the call 

emotional, male vocals, acoustic, uplifting