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?