Shedding My Tears (Resubmit)

When I was a younger man I was taught Men don't cry I learned to bottle in my tears I suppressed my feelings At a young age I found myself In a world With no room to cry Life was hard I had to be hard with it I used drugs and hate Anger and violence To harden my soul Then one day Alone I cried The tears flowed Like a river Falling like a waterfall onto my soul The tears cleansed then They softened and healed My soul Never again will I Stop The therapeutic value of Shedding my tears