The voice of a man who cries in silence

When I walk outside, I appear strong, But behind the façade, pains unbreakable. When I smile and seem happy, too, Behind is the mask I do wear, unspoken pains accrue. These are the burdens we bear alone as men, Pains we must endure and cross we must bear, but never speak of them. For in the silence, we suffer alone, And our cries for help are left unspoken.