Night cry

I usually write when I don’t feel right

Tossing and turning through the night

If you must fight then be a knight

Use your words not a knife

You can be assertive and be nice

I am ok I am not alright

I have nobody by my side

To wipe the tears so eye let them dry

I will look you in the eye

My face is wet real men don’t cry

Well I say that’s a lie

I am just open choose not to hide

With my salty face and wounded pride


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