To Be a Man

What does it mean to be a man? The answer is uncertain, but I know that being a man Is not what it’s made out to be My body is not like the ones On magazine covers, my Hair is not as coarse as the hair On his chest, and his voice Reverberates in a way Mine never could I’m too short, too fat, Too feminine, too nice, Too emotional, too uncertain But why is it wrong to Be a man and cry? I cry for our masculinity Because if it’s so easy to break, What is the point in having it?