Every night i lie down on my bed
With anger and pain in my heart
I wonder, why i cannot cry?
Is it because society says i am a man
And men should never cry.
Is it because movies portray a strong man
As one who must always maintain a brave face
Even though emotions are killing him inside.
I have spoken to therapists and psychologists
Who can bring me to the edge of tears but
Alas! every night i wonder when will i be able to let go and weep.
Like i once used to weep when i was a child,
Never bothered by stereotypes,
Never thinking of it as something shameful.