No Pain Will I Show

The pain that I feel, never seen in my eyes.

Hidden too well behind a disguise.

Why do I care, what it is that you see?

I am who I am, not who you want me to be.

My life can be hard but I do what I can.

And if I should cry, am I less of a man?

Because I feel heartache, you tell me I'm weak.

Why can't you offer the comfort I seek?

I don't need to fix all the problems I face;

only some sympathy and a loved one's embrace.

Why can't I show it? Why do I hide my pain?

I don't understand it, what is there to gain?

My happy exterior is not always real.

I wear it to hide any pain that I feel.

And still I will wear it, as long as I'm here.

For showing my sadness is my only true fear.