I laugh and I smile and I talk a lot ,but people just assume that I'm having fun, but deep within I'm torn by my emotions and the demands that society itself makes,
I try to speak up but sharing my feelings would only make me look weak, cause when you are a man and sharing your feelings , you are seen as emotional and therefore weak.
But it's not my fault , I've been broken times without number, over and over and over again, my heartbreak my everyday routine.
I've loved and I've lost cause the one I loved was not for me , I married into a life that was stolen yet again , by the one I claim to have loved with all my heart but still I cannot speak up ,
so I'm left in a sea built of my own tears ,
a river of pain and sorrows ,
but I still I can't speak up ,
for no body must know,
it's the gift of being a man.
Everyday a new disappointment ,
battling against the odds just to prove a point ,
to the extent that I'm now left in a pool of my own disappointment swimming in nothing else but pain ,I would have spoken up but society would then come for me,so I moved on .
I laugh and I smile and I talk a lot ,and then people just assume that I'm having fun,
for the truth is that it's all a facade ,for the only thing that is present is nothing but pain, but still I move on.
If only I had spoken up....
