The Dressing Room

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 In the realm of men’s camaraderie, so strong,
We gather, we bond, and we get along.
We drink together, sharing laughs and cheers,
And face the world,
conquering our fears.
In dressing rooms, our sanctuaries of trust,
Where conversations flow,
and no judgments thrust.

2 Leave a comment on verse 2 0 For once inside, you’re in for life’s ride,
With friends as brothers, side by side.
Yet for some,
being there makes no sense,
Holding back truths, a veil of a pretence.
‘I’m okay,’ they say,
wearing a brave face,
But deep inside, they crave a safe space.

3 Leave a comment on verse 3 0 Why don’t we ask, our openness extend,
To those beside us, who may need a friend?
What harm is there, in seeking advice,
In saying, ‘I need help,’
to break the ice?
So let’s cherish these ties that bind us tight,
Embrace the vulnerability, sharing the fight,

4 Leave a comment on verse 4 0 For in unity, in honesty, in being true,
It’s okay to not be okay,
we’ll be here for you.
Whether in a dressing room or a WhatsApp thread,
It matters not where we turn our heads.
Reach out friends,
our inbox is open wide,
To anyone feeling lost,
with nowhere to hide.


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/the-dressing-room-2/