I have struggled as a man, 
to be a man.

To be a man that never cries,
a man that always tries, 
A man compromised.

To be a man that has to hide 
his emotions behind the muscles 
That has to bury his dreams,
lost in the fake hustles. 
To be man that has never lived, 
a man that has never loved,
or been loved. 

A man,
that has been pushed to the limits
by men in power,
A man that been conditioned 
to fight the thorns, 
but has never felt the flowers. 
And hours after hours 
I smile,...