For the Men

For the Men Who suffer in silence For they can't call Even if they heart out Not a ear to listen

For they Blame themselves for everything Consider themselves failure Even sorry to exist For failing as a Friend, Son, Husband and a Father They feel to failed as a Man

For they want To be punished brutally For even the devil fears For all the failures he had done

For he felt He didn't mattered His thoughts were meaningless He was a mere tool A version of him being used by everyone

For he for the last time Wanted to live, to love Even for a day

To feel the joy he once felt when he was a kid Still thankful to the Big Brother who once fed him His favourite thing

For he realised he was always weak His efforts weren't enough

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