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I could never scream.

Anger was never to be shown to you.

Held in by fear and my self esteem.

How could I ever stand up to you?

Hold the upper hand,

Turn the other cheek

Take the higher ground.

Cliches to bottle your feelings inside me.

Men are supposed to scream

Isn't that what they tell us?

Be angry, be manly, be mean.

That's always the right thought process.

My father believed this was right,

and this is what I saw each day, more and more.

So why whenever voices sail to the sky,

do I get shaken to my very core?

That is what they teach us,

men are supposed to scream.

But no matter the lessons I have learned,

that can never be me.