Unseen as human

A man shouldn't be born with emotion.
Unable to deal with the misunderstood confusion.
He's the last one that gets his feelings noticed.
Always strong to give every inch of self for the better.
And everyone wonders why we don't want to feel.
Always strong to give every inch of self just hoping.
As a man not a big tough profile that's fake.
Yet unseen as human beyond the exterior of the shell, he waits.
Unable to ask, for its suppose to be without question.
Over thinking the walk in his mind as he finds direction.
We who accept our roll go without, being last.
Down to last dime broken from a bill called hard earned cash.
Knowing one day true acceptance is honest fate.
Yet the journey there shouldn't be a great debate.

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