The pain is still buried inside something I try to deny. Put on A fake smile like there's something to hide. As a man I know I'm supposed to provide. And if anything's Wrong I must Burie it deep and swallow my pride. And if I have a problem I must put it aside. It's like a rollercoaster but I can't get off the ride. Like it was put on a coalition course ready to Collide. it gets harder No matter how hard I've tried. In my mind I know I have Lied. So I look for someone to Confide. looking for something to help like a Guide. But when they ask If something's wrong I just deny.