WHAT MAKES ME CRY?
These tears are too hot
Too hot to burn this skin of mine
Into shadows of strength.
These tears are of unending strips
Flowing via these little eyes of mine,
But wandering and confused I ask
What makes me cry?
What makes tears fall off this face of mine,
For a man I’m regarded as
But this pain of manhood is severe,
Too Much for me to handle.
I wish I were a woman,
And these tears weren’t flowing,
For then life would have been easy,
And success smoothly would find me.
I am Emmanuel