The Weight I Bear

Wake to the ground. The clock don't sleep. The weight on

my chest runs heavy and deep. I build and I break. I give and

I take. But who sees the cracks that a man can't

fake? The mirror knows, but it won't speak. Silence screams,

"I feel so weak." The weight I bear, the weight I

hide. A thousand battles fought inside. I stand so tall.

They see no fall. But the weight I bear, it breaks us

all. Hands like leather, scars like maps. Dreams get buried beneath the scraps.