Pain
Growing up I was taught to be tough, that boys don’t cry
Showing emotions meant that you was weak.
So I went through life with my feelings absent,
only absorbing pain on this rough journey.
On the rise,
Heat intensify,
A life that goes by,
Eyes that long to cry,
A love that lurks a pain that grows inside,
A mental that don’t forget
Life is what I’m living behind these Prison Walls
Prison life a pressure, keep my back against the Wall
Separation and Death from loved ones, companions, and friends