It’s not just the thing beating in my chest

It’s something I have to live without

even though I always try to feel best

but i am always filled throughout with doubt

even though I try to live as best I can

I hide myself walking with sarcasm

I can’t share my feelings cause I’m a man

it’s how we are seen and that I fathom

but men need that one to share their feelings

I don’t feel like that teenager Uptight,

with friends to share anything with, and teenage love

feelings heavy its hard to sleep at night

how would you when I don’t be myself

only when I’m alone or with the one, I’ll melt