A wise man once told me, a real man never cries,
Instead he bottles it in, all the pain, sorrow, the lies,
For crying is a weakness, all men ought to know,
It's a show of love and compassion, and that you never show,
Well, Mr. Wise Man, me and my man we cried together,
We cried through all the pain, sorrow, and stormy weather,
And Mr. Wise Man, when needed we'll cry again,
Because tears are not a weakness, tears are the hearts friend,
Tears, they are the way to let out all your emotions,
To stop a messy chaos, to stop all the commotion,
Tears are a good thing, because emotions you ought to show,
Because, if you never do, the best things you let them go,
A wise man once told me, men don't cry when times are tough,
Well, Mr. Wise Man, I guess you weren't wise enough,
niakeva thomas
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