Crying Strong

  Crying is something

I don't normally do.

I am the strong one

others turn to.

When they are sad

it's my phone they call.

I am the one that

usually helps when they fall.

No, I keep my tears

held up inside.

My feelings I have

I let them hide.

Be strong, be strong

my mind I say.

But the pain is

by far stronger today.

Today my heart

saw the lie.

Today my eyes

started to cry.