Strong

I wish someone,

Would tell all the boys,

That you don’t always,

Have to be strong.

Because when a boy,

Cried in study hall today,

Everyone laughed,

But they didn’t ask,

About his brother,

Who had died three weeks before,

Because a car,

Can end a life,

In less than a minute,

When controlled in human hands.

He had to be strong,

But sometimes,

You don’t have to hold in the pain,

To really be strong.

 

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