Wrong If I Cry

Men can't show emotions, so I can't be strong in your eyes
You said it would be wrong if I cry
You said real men don't shed tears
So I'll put pen to paper and you'll see that I bled here

You don't like emotional men, you want the whole tough guy image
I'm supposed to ignore what I'm feeling and just bottle it up
Pretend it doesn't exist and make sure the bottle is shut
Well I don't care what you think, I'm going to pour my heart out even if it's for just five minutes

You think only females feel pain, and men are heartless
But we get hurt too, and stuck on our own in darkness
I've got so many wounds open that I'm bleeding from
I'm still unable to trust females since I was cheated on

That was 7 years ago, and the pain's Still here
My dreams, became nightmares
Battled suicidal thoughts, and at 17 i even overdosed
Now you expect me to act like I'm okay and hold you close

I smashed every mirror in the house because I hated myself that much
My childhood dream was for my parents to give me one hug
But they put me in foster care, something I'm still scarred from
Now all I have is a piece of paper for me to put my heart on

Men can't show emotions, so I can't be strong in your eyes
I don't care if it's wrong, I just cried
You said real men don't shed tears
So I put pen to paper and now you saw that I bled here
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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