Patiences

I wish people could read tears because what I really feel hurts like hell When you see me I’m always busy, I smile a lot to hide the hurt I’ve never been in this place before with my back against the wall Facing so many closed doors everything that you can possibly think of to go wrong Really did, so now here I am facing life problems but I can’t break down and cry I refuse to shed one tear; I’m a father of four boys So how am I suppose to teach them how to be a man, and handle pressure when their issues appear It’s easier for me to put on a phony smile and pretend like nothing’s wrong But my inside are hurting so bad, and I know that I have to be strong My boys are watching and my wife is to so I’ll play like everything’s normal just to get me threw When I go to bed at night I sleep because I have to I pray to God for miracles, and I wonder are my prayer really getting threw I know he hear me so I don’t worry, and I try to stay patient Then I realized it’s not my battle, but it’s the Lords so I’ll continue on waiting and practice Patiences