Why must we hide our tears? Why do they chase illusions, lost in years? Why can't I show my deepest plight? Scared to smile, I fade from light. In my own way, I grieve, I hope someone will believe. It’s eating me from deep inside, But writing is where I can confide. I won’t fake a laugh or cheer, Nor mask my sorrow, buried here. All I seek is simple grace, A quiet moment, a warm embrace.