I don't like to see or hear others cry especially on my behalf.
I don't want to hear the laughter die for I fear the aftermath.
I'm saying I'm okay, but I know something's wrong.
I'm not hungry, I'm not sleepy, my sadness keeps me strong.
I feel right in the head, but wronged in my heart.
I want to purge the pain with loving tears, but I Don't Know how to start.
- aL 01/06/08