The man

I am the man, I am the man 

The man of my words 

I am the man, I am the man 

And I am not writing the verse 

I am the man, I am the man 

Spartan called once 

I am the man, I am the man 

No feelings disclose 

I am the man, I am the man 

With lots of hatred towards.

I am the man, I am the man 

With the feelings inside 

Who don't express but someday,

It would ride the tide 

I am the man, I am the man 

An easy target for feminine 

I am the man, I am the man 

I am not supposed to express 

With lots of thoughts in mind always depress 

I am the man, I am the man 

A man who can never cry 

No not because we are tear shy 

Just a feeling who values our cry? 

I am the man, I am the man 

With example to all the proverbs 

I am the man, I am the man 

The man of my words.

I am the man, I am the man 

And that's the only curse 

Being a man is never easy, as we are not supposed to express, always depressed

And under stress.

We the man, we the man 

Will never be reassessed

We the man, we the man 

The man of the words 

We the man, we the man 

We are serving the curse...