Crying Strong
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.