The Burden of Being A Man (Masculinism )

It was almost like pushing a heavy ball up hill,without any type of recognition or aknowledgement. He woke up in the middle of the night and kept starring at nothing. The bustles and hustles of the day was completely draining, depressing and above all upsetting, but his spirit kept urging him to do more, being a young father, a husband , a son , a brother, he just couldn't afford to fail. He dressed so gorgeously the next morning, wore a bright smile , he looked so radiant, he shared happiness even as he discharged his duties, but no one knew he struggled alone,he fought against his sorrows, and he never burdened anyone. After all, it's only work that can be done alone, money can never be spent alone. . .