Afraid to show weakness, he tightened his fist,
Afraid of not being shown respect, he bottled up his tears,
What’s wrong?
Probing questions he isn’t accustomed to provide a response to,
See, he was raised in a world where bliss was his display task,
Unable to give a voice to his thoughts, he raises his head to the sky,
Unable to verbally express any emotion, he painful utters don’t worry about it...
Her Mind, Her Story 