My eyes are wet,
So why can't my tears fall?
I want to cry,
So why doesn't it show?
I always act strong,
Because I don't have a choice.
When it comes to my tears,
I don't have a voice.
No matter how much,
I need sympathy.
I can't show that I'm sad,
So you'll never see,
A single tear shed,
From one such as me.
Forever for now,
Dry, my cheeks shall be.
