Why do we fight the ones we love
Is it out of fear that their too close
Why do we lie to the ones who care
Is it because we don't want them to worry
Why do hide from the ones who are there
Is it easier then facing disappointment
Why do we hurt the ones we want
There is no excuse for the things we do
Yet We point to our pain
We try to busy the blame
But we know we did it

I stand among the forgotten
We move without a trace
We speak without a sound
Heard but not listened to
Sympathized but shunned
...
I stand among the few
Those who want to be known
Ignored when speaking
So we shout
Not seen when walking
So we stomp
...
I am a man
A man with emotions

I hide my emotions because you wouldn't understand
   If you knew I had nightmares
You wouldn't believe me
You would talk about how carefree I am.
   If you heard that I am weak
You wouldn't listen
You would say something about my muscles
   If you saw how scared I am
You wouldn't think it was me
Saying to yourself how fearless I act

But I stay up at night because of memories of my brother
   I bring myself down and rip myself  apart for my inabilities and faults
   I am afraid of being vulnerable, and opening up because I've been hurt by those who love me

I hide among my new personality of strength fun freedom and bravery.