"Hurt inside, and outside strong" By Ben Goode 2019 (c)

I had some dreams, I thought I knew. And now the dreams are rare and few.
I sleep and have a better life. The drama gone, and free of strife.
Then I wake, but I'm not free. Can't seem to be the truer me.
Cannot be the way I feel, life that doesn't, feel that real.
Hurt so much, that I've lost track. Want to leave, and not come back.
Lack of trust, misunderstood. Made to feel that I'm no good.
I hide the tears, cause I can't cry. Just because I am a guy.
But I hurt, I have a heart. I feel so lost, and never smart.
I don't know why I can't be me? Someone that you'll never see.
I endure, and life goes on. Hurt inside, and outside strong.