I cry

       I’m a very sensitive person
I keep my feelings inside
I keep it to myself
       Ti’ll the point where I just can’t
           Anymore
I cry
       By myself
       In my room
I turn the lights off, close the curtains and stay in the dark room
I cry
       Outside
       On top of the my tree
I climb, sit and stare at the clouds
I can’t
And
      Don’t let anyone see
      My weak side
The side that shows how miserable my life is
The side I hate the most
Because no one understands
No one knows
That crying
Helps me
I’m silent, I’m mostly quiet
It always hurt
           It hurts deeply,
Crying
Set me free
Makes me feel relief
It helps
Get me happy again.