(free verse cause why not & more of a guy rant)
[still in boy's perspective & probably the longest I've written]
{shout out to my friend who told me to write about this}
I hate how society looks at boys sometimes.
They think that boys are so strong.
That boys have no emotion.
They think that if a guy cries, he's weak.
Not all guys think that ball is life.
Not all guys like sports.
Not all guys are proud about their looks.
Not all guys are loud and rowdy.
Yes, I could be a straight A student.
I could be a painter, not a sport enthusiast.
I could love drinking fresh juice, not beer.
I can be a lover, not a fighter.
I can cry too.
I can be depressed too.
I can slit my wrists and enjoy the pain too.
And that doesn't mean I'm weak.
"It's just that I've stayed strong for too long."
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Distressed Stars
Poetrydistressed (adj) /dəˈstrest/ -suffering from anxiety, sorrow, or pain. "we are lost stars trying to light up the sky"
