Can I cry, sometimes?
People see me strong, People see me resilient, People see me happy and smiling. I do endless chores, I do my tedious job, I wake up feeling okay. People see me cool, People see me self-reliant, People see me mature and wise. I have questions, I doubt and worry, I walk feeling alright. People see me calm, People see me versatile, People see me just right. Can I not be so heroic sometimes? Can I be a dependent sometimes? Can I weep on one's shoulder, too?