I am a man,
I feel no pain,
I am a man
with nothing to gain.
I am a man,
strong in my heart,
I am a man,
who is falling apart.
I am a man,
I must carry on.
I am a man,
but this war can't be won.
I am a man,
I can not quit.
I am a man,
but I can't handle this ****.
I am a man,
I am independent,
I am a man,
without my love I lament.
I am a man,
but deep down inside,
I am a boy,
with weaknesses to hide.
It may come as a surprise but just as society expects certain truths from women, it demands them from men. Men must be strong, and determined, and responsible, and we must hide our emotions or seem weak. The truth is that men can't always live up to these expectations. What happens when the world falls out from under us? We are expected to keep our composer and hide away our depression. This poem is more or less the thoughts that race through my mind, the battle between the side of me that wants to be a "man" and the side of me that needs help sometimes.