JUST TELL ME

 

the weight is always on my naive shoulder 

my shoulder so lite and fragile 

bleeds but the red is unseen 

yet still, it harbors more and more weight 

“but you are a male”, you’d say always 

kicking me off my innocence 

fueling my ego just to boost my strength 

please, I have emotions too 

the society canonizes use after our demise 

even saying we should have done better 

maybe our best isn’t best enough or rather worse

don’t forget water and blood runs in my veins 

“get up and join the rat race” they yell 

ignoring our weak and pathetic state 

forgetting we are the weakest among all creations 

a king only have his staff as authority 

you know our end is always near right?

our lives shortens when we are pushed beyond limits 

can’t we just be cuddled and pampered accordingly 

we deserve it too, I mean all the love in the world 

few efforts appreciated 

no one respects you until they see results 

hard work that has sent scores of men to early grave 

the grave has swallowed men with dreams and aspirations 

men are the price, only few are woken to this 

we are the goal, the tasteful salt untapped 

insipidity of water nature craves for 

we are nothing but a clean breathe   

please just tell me I am a man 

then I’ll die in my silence 

no man is genuinely celebrated 

despite his legacy and landmarks 

@talk2leigh

(X & insta)

9:58am

18 Jan 2025