Struggling in dreams ocean, Tossed by waves of uncertainty, Drowning in dilemmas deep; Perturbed by failures mask of fear. I weep in griefs kerchief Wiping trademarks of 'try again' And smiling for the world to see The strength in masculinity And a disguised Samson identity. I'm stereotyped, Believed to possess great prowess, But in this emptiness I crave reliance, Searching to empty the moves of fears slow-dance to a listening ear. But I'd rather be the confidant; calming, encouraging, soothing even when the terrorist load of problems are locked in their hide out of my sorrows, i might just explode, fill the void with silence, close my eyes and let this dreams ocean make a road map of what I've been through on my cheeks But, no! Too Bad I Am a man, I show no sign of weakness.😭 © Jayspire