I'm the girl that people see as bold But little do they know, I often hold, The weight of their troubles and their pain As they open up, again and again.
I smile and nod, listening with care As they confide in me, their burdens to bear, And while I'm glad to be someone they trust Sometimes I feel like I must.
They say I'm emotionless, like a stone That I'm always there, but never alone, People come to me with their pain and fears But rarely do they ask, about my tears.
When nobody's there, I cry into my pillow Feeling lost and alone, like a weeping willow, I keep my pain hidden, tucked away inside Thinking I don't want to burden anyone with my strife.
But as the tears flow, I can't help but wonder Why it's so hard for me to let my emotions thunder, Perhaps it's because I see everyone else's troubles And think, "Who am I to complain, when they have their own struggles?"
I wish someone could understand That I too have feelings, buried deep in the sand, I may seem strong, with a smile on my face But sometimes, I too, need my own space.
To feel the emotions that I keep locked away To acknowledge the pain, and let it have its say, But often, it feels like no one sees The turmoil inside, the waves and the seas.
I wish I could find someone who knows What it's like to hide, behind a stoic pose, To share with them the weight of my fears And know that they'll be there, to wipe away the tears......
