Forced to fight, given choice of opponent:
both similar in weight and size.
One glares at you menacingly;
the other curled up as he cries.
(Who do you choose?)
In a panicked situation,
two people cope with the commotion.
One calmly works towards a solution,
the other caves to their emotion.
(Who do you choose?)
You can call it toxic masculinity,
I call it unfortunate truth;
when it comes to domestic biology,
It'll be me protecting you.
(Hypocrisy courses through)
With every tear that you let fall,
Pandora's Box will slowly crack;
rather than being a leaky faucet,
save your rain, for days, dressed in black.
(Mourn those you lose)
It takes strength to restrain emotion,
when weaker men would cry;
when protecting those you love,
be toxic while others hide.
(Perspective for you)