I’m not allowed to be sad

I’m not allowed to be sad,
I’m not allowed to be depressed.
I’m not allowed to be in turmoil,
In pain or distressed.

I have to be courageous,
I have to be brave.
I have to be bold and cool,
Completely unafraid.

I’m not allowed to be angry,
I’m not allowed to be pissed.
I’m not allowed to bitch,
About all the life I will miss.

I have to be cheerful,
And put on a brave face.
And tell people, “I’m OK
With God’s grace.”

But I am sad,
And angry and scared.
This whole situation
Just doesn’t seem fair.

So I cry with my dog,
And yell at the wall,
And hold in my feelings,
To hide them from all.