His plight
Be a man!
Grow a pair!
Boys don't cry!
They can't like the colour pink.
They have to be macho and aggressive.
Being gentle makes them weak.
They can't...
SHUT UP!
Every ignorant comment you pass
Is like a bullet to his heart.
From the moment he's born
His feelings are snuffed out
As he fends for himself in the dark
Losing any shred of humanity
He may ever come to posses.
You curb out his innocence
Replacing it with poisonous
aggression.
And it is you who claims, after all
He's the epitome of monstrosity
When ''twas none but you, the Society
Who tarnished his soul with this toxic masculinity.
Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: AzTruyen.Top