Restless nights inner fights The past haunts loneliness taunts. Behind the doors for not the world to see...
Weeping sorrows praying for better tomorrows This soft place of him only few get in. Behind his smile for not her to see...
Tough and strong he may be wrong Capable of all bad deeds yet, the love he needs. Inside the cocoon not the light to reach...
Inner self cries So many whys??? Killed by avoidance waiting for the chance. Behind the wall of ego for not her to reach...
And he cries for not her to reach...
And he cries for not her to reach...
Men do cry... Their softer side is perceived by few... Interaction with a young man coping with a pain of bitter heartbreak, made me write this. Hope he recovers soon.