19/06/2022
A Man I'm Called
I'm supposed to be strong enough to bear the pains of others, to carry the load of the minor, to be the cupbearer, to understand others, cater for them. But hey, who thinks about my own personal mental health? Who thinks about my struggles, oh I gotta smile to the camera like everything's okay, and then return to my misery after. Oh I'm a man, I gotta cry to myself and wipe my own tears, oh no one's looking, no one cares, I'm a man right? I gotta face the audience and pretend all's well. I gotta hide my feelings. I'm a man, but I'm human too. I got feelings too but hey don't show it, you'll be called weak, unmanly, soft, and nobody likes a soft man. But then for how long will I keep it locked? I feel I'm gon explode, I'm like a time bomb, I'm also a man too.
Tick tock, tick tock, it's only a matter of time I might give up, or maybe not. I can't expressly process what I'm feeling, I can't even think straight, but I'm a man, I'm supposed to be the pillar, but what happens when the pillar has series of cracks? What happens when that pillar is broken. Who heals it? Who mends it? Oh I forgot I'm a man, I'll have to do that myself. But for how long? For how long will I meet up the standard of masculinity? Well I'm a man, but I'm also human too.
Happy Father's Day💝💥