Pain
They say pain is physical
A bruise or a scratch
They drill this into our brains
So this connotation we attach
They label us dramatic
And dramatic we remain
But not everyone is happy
Not everyone is the same
Emotional pain disregarded
For it is just “attention” we seek
I am afraid to show my pain
Afraid to be weak
But no longer can we tolerate
This ignorant belief
We need to stand for ourselves
To get our well deserved relief
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