Invisible Tears

My heart aches for boys who are told not cry

For the men who are told they must fight and die

For the fathers who's children have been wrongfully taken away

For the sons who are told it is wrong to be gay

For the ones who offer their heart on a platter, only it have it shattered

For the ones who's women beat them, and try to get help

Laughed at, file put on shelf

Not taught how to feel

Not taught to express

Only taught to impress

To cope with stress

To make the most of feeling less.

Slowly suffocating silently