I'm not crying
I just got something in my eye
Or could it be that I'm just too much of a "man"
To really let you know how I feel?
Or maybe I'm too much a coward to be a human?
I really do feel these things
But how would you know that?
I pride myself on my intelligence
But am I too stupid to see
That my restraint on my feelings are killing my soul?
Which longs to scream out
"LOOK DAMN IT!!! I HURT!!!"
I bear the scars of my own making
Trudging with the cross of my own martyrdom
Making me less than I could be
And there are no tears for me