no one can ever make me cry
most every man is just like me
we hold it in
we tell a lie
it's only foolish words we say
it doesn't matter anyway
it's not as bad as sticks and stones
it only leaves a secret scar
I will survive another day
why can't I turn and walk away
I wear a smile so no one knows
or they might scoff and laugh at me
but I must face my job today
it doesn't matter anyway
no one can ever make me cry
most every man is just like me
we hold it in
we tell a lie
it's only foolish words we say
it doesn't matter anyway
but still my heart is broken now
I hide the suffering within
I cannot trust the silent crowd
I never speak of it aloud
you pass me on the street each day
I say I'm tired and overworked
you see me in the market place
a mask conceals my tearless face
no one can ever make me cry
most every man is just like me
we hold it in
we tell a lie
it's only foolish words we say
it doesn't matter anyway
it doesn't matter anyway
it doesn't matter anyway
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This song was inspired by "Luka" by Suzanne Vega circa 1987. Her song is about a woman who is being physically abused. Mine is from the point of view of a man and verbal abuse.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem