When a grown man cries,
its caused from all the lies
the hatred in those eyes,
and the unsuccessful tries.
He slid between his thighs,
what was going through his mind?
I can feel his pain inside.
But his parents thought he lied,
why'd they have to be so blind?
Everyday feeling like he died,
but somehow, someway survived.
Express himself? He tried,
but from all he was denied.
Therefore he was deprived,
from joy and happiness inside.
A new method did arise!
To release anger built up inside,
from that moment on, a microphone he stood behind.
All his emotions he let slide,
and let the music be his guide.
For once he did have pride!
Along with four friends in which to confide.
His, feelings.. no longer did he hide.